CDLVII. The Snowflake
The appearance of the wolf, thanks to his size and his long teeth and sharp claws, was incredibly menacing and the guard took two steps back, shaking like a leaf and then pretending nothing.
Dag's companions entered the palace again and with much resentment, they headed upstairs to collect their belongings, still failing to realize how it all had happened in such a short time.
Meanwhile, he looked at Egill, who from the top of his wisdom, was imagining what was in Dag's head, noting that his gaze was lost in the void, as it happened whenever he was immersed in his thoughts.
With his unmissable four-legged friend, the one who was once just a mediocre and inexperienced student of his Clan, had now become a true leader, able to lead a small army on another continent, capable of fighting and defeating entire troops of enemies of all sizes and above all able to speak, to be understood by anyone, opening his strong and fearless heart to everyone.