The Frontier, III
Chapter 3 – To hunt from the shadows The giant beast drew a circle around Carl. Its fangs were bared as it growled and snarled. A sense of fight or flight erupted in Carl- he needed to either run or fight. Then his saving grace came; “Fenris- down” Danielle placed her hand atop the wolf’s head hushing him. The animal circled in behind her and followed her as she approached Carl, walking with long seductive strides. “It’s you…” Carl cursed, yet he was relieved. “Who else do you know who can create such a fine a creature as Fenris- the wolf of Ragnarok?” She seemed proud as the giant wolf sat next to her in the snow. “The wolf of what-now?” Carl said disturbed. “Oh you don’t know the Myth of Fenris? Well many – …