“So you’re saying we have a pack of man-eating wolves running around out here? If they only attack people when they’re hungry and this pack doesn’t have enough to eat...” Her voice trailed off as she turned to face him. It was hard for her to remember to act like a worried woman, to put a bit of concern into her voice, to step a bit closer as if she neeeded his protection.<br/><br/>She couldn’t help the urge to lift her nose a hair and take a big inhale. Her enhanced sense of smell told her that the recently released wolf was already several miles away, that there were some rabbits nibbling on grass in a nearby field, and that a member of her pack had been sniffing around the trap.<br/><br/>“I like hiking out here early in the morning. It’s peaceful and quiet. Sometimes I’ve even seen some deer.” Amaris left out that sometimes she even hunted those deer, more for the thrill of the hunt than actually for something to eat. She wasn’t completely savage.<br/><br/>“Do you move the trap after each time you catch one?” It seemed an innocent question but she was fishing for information, anything to help her figure out why her pack might be sniffing around other than the obvious free supply of meat.