Wanderers Of the Night
Realizing that he would not find anything, he turned to the horses, hoping to find at least something in the saddlebags.
The animals neighed warily, tried to rear up or run away. The werewolf growled softly, which, oddly enough, made the horses subdue. Many of the bags had already been gutted, and Vic was in charge here. Yarsi peered into the nearest one, pulled out thick leather pants trimmed with metal scales at the knees, turned them doubtfully in his hands, and temporarily put them aside. An examination of the other bags revealed a few thin shirts, a leather vest, a pair of headbands, but no other pants. With a sigh, the werewolf picked up a suitable garment and, looking around, headed f
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