"Damn it, why is there such a large pack of wolves?!"
Without Avitu needing to explain further, the same question arose in everyone's minds.
It's true that this is a mountain region, and a few wolves in the mountains is normal, but a change in quantity leads to a change in quality—there are at least twenty to thirty wild wolves right in front of us.
Animals all have their own territories and ranges of activity; normally, for such a large pack of wolves, it wouldn't be unusual for their activity to span dozens of kilometers. If there were a large number of wolves in the mountains, Avitu, who lives at the foot of the mountains, would certainly be aware of them.
They had not ventured far into the mountain range, so it was unlikely that the wolves would settle close by; moreover, wolves generally hunt at night. Though there was fog in the forest, it was broad daylight now, with the sun still high in the sky—encountering a pack of wolves was truly bewildering.
