Chapter 888: Brimming with Wildness

Still full of questions, everyone returned to the great willow tree. Wolf corpses carpeted the grass, including the massive wolf king. The elders and children worked with bright faces, peeling hides and carving meat as if it were a festival. Daven Walker sat beneath the willow. A small table stood beside him, a teapot steeping on top. He sipped slowly, unhurried. The chieftain approached with open reverence and bowed deep. "Thank you, hero. If not for you, more than half our people would have...