He followed the tracks into the dense cedar swamp. Worry jumping up and overwhelmed his mind as he instantly recognized the tracks of the wolf.
Finding safety behind a large cedar he focused on a clearing less than twenty yards in front of him. What his eyes focused on was beyond an description.
Standing around a fire in the center of the clearing was a gathering of creatures of the cedar walking on their hind legs.
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