I Want In
Henry was a little thrown that learning about the Werewolf got a larger reaction from Eloise than anything she had heard so far. Her grey eyes were wide and she didn't look awed, disappointed, or impressed as she had looked intermittently while Henry and Andor narrated the events in the ridge. She just looked horrified.
"Yes, there was a Werewolf," Henry told her while eyeing her reaction to every word he said,
"The Caravan was transporting it inside a Cage. We unlocked the cage…"
"Against wise warnings," Andor interjected bitterly still feeling regret at his earlier decision to free the captive that almost killed them. A captive that had proven almost a worse enemy to battle than the dozen Mercenaries they had faced earlier.
"They captured a Werewolf and were taking it to Alvareen?" Eloise asked sounding disbelieving.