The werewolf man lay thrown off the pathway and his head stood impaled on a stake in the middle of the road. It was a clear sign to anyone who dared to threaten them.
This battle had been a victory!
Sirius let out a sigh of relief, releasing a tension he hadn't known he was holding. Let's go Lachlan! The people should be this way!
Sirius took off in a jog and Lachlan strove to keep behind him as best as he could. Eventually he began to hear laughter of children in the forest, and to his surprise, a large number of people were happily gathering for lunch around a large wooden table in a clearing as if nothing had happened.
