<div style="text-align: justify;">Brietta was relieved that Lizette seemed to be a good-natured wolf. She seemed obedient enough to listen without arguing, and to follow her. Of course, that was the smart decision to make, being out of her own territory. Brietta was a natural there, and she knew not only the land - hiding places, water holes, hills - but also the people, both regular and of their kind. And she was willing to help, as Lizette had helped her. That was what being a werewolf was about, after all. That sense of community that they could only share with others of their breed.<br/><br/>Brietta waited a bit for Lizette to locate herself - she knew it was a bad feeling to not know where you were and where you were headed to - and prepared to run. Prepared, but didn't yet run. The female was about to do so, when Lizette pounced her. A bit confused, Brietta took a few steps back, unwillingly helping to mess up the tracks. The girl protested a little when she was picked up, but didn't move too much or try to escape. Despite the odd attitude, Lizette was still friendly, so Brietta allowed herself to be taken.<br/><br/>When they finally stopped at the stone, Brietta shook herself a little. She was unsure whether or not the men had lost their track. But it wasn't the time to think about that. They had to keep moving and find safe shelter. So, Brietta pointed the new direction and waited for her new friend before dashing off.<br/><br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: black;background:black;"/></div><br/><br/>The leader of the barbarians smiled when Bern'nard asked him if he still wanted the pelt. "Aye. But we can 'ave some fun with 'er before I take it". The man showed a wicked grin and licked his lips. Two girls, one of which was a changer. Maybe the other one too? That would be a nice treat. Maybe they were wild in the sack as well. They would definitely put up a fight, that was a fact.<br/><br/>"Oh, I want 'er alive and able to fight", the man stated. It would be really entertaining to show the wolf her place. If she was harmed, that was hardly a problem. But he wanted her to be able to stand on her feet and try to fight.<br/><br/>After this short conversation, the leader went his own way and took his part of the group. As Bern'nard was following one set of tracks, he started following the other one. "Whoever lays 'and on the girl can get to 'ave 'er first!", the man announced, to encourage his men to keep their eyes peeled and their feet fast.</div>