Tell me. When was the last time you encountered a large carnivore?” Dogs chased me some nights ago, Nighteyes said. “Dogs will stand and bark from their territory,” Rolf observed. “I meant a wild carnivore.” “I don’t think I’ve seen any since we bonded,” I admitted unwillingly. “They will avoid you as surely as Forged ones will follow you,” Black Rolf said calmly.
