Esme instantly started running towards the gunshots, the trees blurred by her sides as her pawprints kicked up mud as she rushed forwards. Her heart pounded in her ears as panic started to consume her. What if it was Marcus?
"Focus!" Isana snapped; her wolf was more than on edge, but she was right. She was trained to stay calm and focused, to assess the threat before making any rash decisions. A bark echoed towards her, and her legs started to automatically slow down as the woods began to get sparse and the path led to another field.
That bark didn't sound like Marcus.
Esme slowed her racing heart, breathing slowly as she assessed her surroundings and the scene before her. A large reddish-brown wolf was growling towards two humans; their attire revealed they were hunters. But not the kind that she was used to seeing. They were dressed in chequered shirts and combat trousers, and when she looked at the dead deer to the side, she had already summed up what was happening.
