Chapter 467: The Flower Part 1
5 days before the new moon…
The sound of bones breaking and flesh tearing apart echoed quietly in the forest clearing. Elayne and the Sylvan scout watched in morbid fascination as the giant frost wolf tore apart the deer carcass with its fangs. Each fang was as large as a long knife and even sharper.
As Blueberry ate blood spattered on the ground and a few droplets fell on Stryg who sat crouched next to the giant beast. No sane goblin would ever get close to a frost wolf while it was eating, but Stryg didn’t seem to care. He simply smiled and rubbed the wolf’s neck as it finished off the deer.
After a few moments, all that was left was a few scraps of meat and a puddle of blood. Stryg raised his satchel and dumped its contents onto the ground. Countless blueberries fell on the ground and splattered all over the scarlet puddle. Blueberry didn’t hesitate to lick up his namesake and scarf down the berries covered in blood.
Stryg grinned softly and scratched the giant wolf’s leg. “You were hungry, huh, bud?”
Blueberry didn’t bother to answer and kept eating.
Stryg leaned on his friend’s leg and closed his eyes. “How long have you been following us, hm? If you just traveled with the other wolves you wouldn’t go hungry like this.”
Blueberry growled between chewing and swallowing.
“It’s not demeaning. The frost wolves are with them too. You’d fit right in.”