The pack that gathered in the longhouse that night was not an army. Mara made herself look at it clearly. Eleven wolves of true fighting age. Six elders who would fight anyway and shouldn't. Senna, worth three of anyone. Garrick, worth more than that and aging himself a year for every hour of it. Against them, by the tracks, a
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