"What do you know about this?" Kysilius asks.
"I..."
"If you know anything, then talk." Rage etches Kysilius' words.
"I...may have seen, what happened."
I don't want to hear anymore, but I somehow feel the need to find how what happened to the Gaian wolf.
"Speak." Kysilius insists.
"Not here, and not like this. I...am informed your pack has a certain, Instinct for this sort of situation."
Is she talking about my pack's Instinct?
'Speak Ludmia.'
I make my way closer to the door, despite the fact that I no longer need to be close to listen in on them.
As I take several steps forward, I have my uneasiness growing.
What is it about this she-wolf that is leaving me restless? And that's an understatement.
'Ah, so, this is how it is. Strange.' She seems to be taking all of this very lightly.
'I won't ask again.'
'...I saw five wolves attack the Gaian wolf.'
