Chapter 13

Thowan opened his mouth in a yawn. Then he thought. The bandages fell off! He tried to bite through the edge of the sack. It was very tough and not yielding. He let out a growl of frustration.

"Looks like are friend is awake" said a booming voice

"Yes it does" said a shrill voice "Well lets take a look at him"

The bags neck opened and the bag was turned over. Thowan fell onto something hard and cold. Thowan shook and took in the surroundings. He was in a little cage. There was a fatish man and a skinny man. They were in a clearing with a van. There was a nice warm fire.

The fat man said, "Well look his muzzle is all cut up" This is who the booming voice belonged to.

"And his paws" said the shrill skinny man. Thowan growled.

"I bet your hungry" The skinny man brought out some meat and slid it in between the bars. "I've never seen anything like it Rick" said the skinny man.

"Me neither. A wolf cub at this time of year. Its almost fall" said Rick "It's a good thing we got something like this Nass"

"What's all over his body" asked Nass

"Some sort of paste. I heard people around here make sacrifices. Maybe they sacrificed him and he lived"

"Well anyway we'll need to clean him up before we try to sell him. Put him in the truck"

"OK" Rick the fatty grabbed Thowan's cage. He walked over to the van and open the back. He set him down on another cage. Before Thowan's eyes could adjust the back was closed and it was pitch dark. Even too dark for a wolf.