The black howled a third time, and suddenly they all joined in. Turnbull lowered the rifle and slowly rose to his feet. He stood there, agape, disarmed by the otherworldly sound, by the sheer overwhelming sadness of the cry. She was their leader, he thought. She wasn’t just the black’s mate; she was the one they couldn’t do without, and that’s why they wouldn’t leave.
“The black howled a third time, and suddenly they all joined in. Turnbull lowered the rifle and slowly rose to his feet. He stood there, agape, disarmed by the otherworldly sound, by the sheer overwhelming sadness of the cry. She was their leader, he thought. She wasn’t just the black’s mate; she was the one they couldn’t do without, and that’s why they wouldn’t leave.”
