“Any news on your sister?” Hooge asked Shrudge who was leaning against the wall looking down at the tiles with orange and pearl colour spots mashed to give a colourful rhyme to the colour of the house coated with acrylic oil paints of orange and brown while the top was white. Shrudge had answered his father with a gesture of no; nodding head left to right and an arm gesture of ‘you never cared’ and Hooge understood quite that he seldom never give a fuck about what Virgo was passing through or what she needed most; the parental care, truth of the past and herself as she- wolve with a flaw. A curse for a flaw in the dominance of the wolf kingdom, a curse from the past that some of them were made to be lame or tamed such that they would be outcasts of their society of prowled individuals looking for prey to devour, the power to catch for a living. This was like making certain humans exhibit like programmed robots in a society where all we're never equal in their race. Hooge is faced w

It was late at night when Billy reached home from his place of abduction, he sneaked in through the shadow of the moonlight hoping no eyes had caught him, he crept through the open space in front of his hut, levelled his belly to the earth, roamed about wandering like a child and to his expectations, no figure was in sight, all lonely.‘All clear’. He murmured Like he was making his hunt a catch of himself he saw his hut ajar, surely they did notice his absence and would surely blow the trumpet once he's seen. He should be off and away from the community, he thought to himself as he hurriedly barged into his hut but there was still no alarm, all was clear to him. But he knew he got no time to waste as soon as possible he must not be seen. Just as duty calls, the priest of the north and doctor of witches must be preserved for the history of the dynasty so that even the little ones would love to hear from the mouth of the wise. It was a horrid look at things when he entered his room,