Chapter 105: Bumps in the Road
Most woke up groggily the same way Irene did after only a few hours of sleep, but soon they were alert at the sound of her screaming something so horrible.
Felix especially was shocked when he opened his eyes to blood being sprayed on his face. With that, he was up with a start.
To his horror, Irene had stabbed a dire wolf cub until it was pinned on the ground and there wasn’t an ounce of life left in the young beast. There was no choice as even the cubs started to growl. Even if they were harmless compared to their mother, it was part of the knights’ and apprentices’ job to wipe out these infesting beasts who often overhunted the forests and left nothing for the humans to survive off during the winter.
Everyone was on their feet and suddenly sharp as the thrill of fight rushed through their veins. It was part of the reason they slept in armor and with their weapons ready.
Luckily, outside of the four cubs, there were only two adult wolves since another one had appeared at the sound of action and the smell of blood. Sir Gunnar took out the first while Sir Phillip and Leif took out the last one.
Considering they were mere beasts and unlikely to be bothered by necromancers, those were carcasses they simply had to toss to the side and do nothing with.
"A shame to waste the fur," Irene uttered as she dragged one of the cubs to a place outside of their camp. "It’s so fluffy this time of year."
Sir Sven helped her with the other cub’s bodies and he chuckled lightly.
"Haven’t you had enough furs for one lifetime?" he asked.