Wolfe was thinking deeply about what he had just heard from Ayame...
Made? She looked like a Wolf, apart from the markings... But... She wasn't really a Wolf...?
"Well, you can trust me, believe it or not... I guess i should tell you what happened to my pack then, seeings as you told me this much..."
Wolfe didn't want to bring up old wounds, but he had to tell her, for the safety of the pack...
"A group of humans came through here about a month ago, all of them with guns... They must have been looking for something, i don't know... but my pack accidnetally came accross them and..."
Wolfe stopped, remembering the painful experience as if it was happening again..
'Go on and tell her!' his mind screamed at him 'Finish what you start'
"Well... they butchered every member of my pack... skinned them and left their bodies there......"
Wolfe looked at the ground, ashamed that he wasn't strong enough to save them...
"I took a bullet to my shoulder blade and passed out... when i woke up, that had happened... I still don't know why they didn't take me either..."
Wolfe suddenly raised his muzzle and howled to the moon..
'I'm sorry...'