Chapter 217:The Memory
Darius' grandfather.
He grunts then walks over to the deer he tosses onto the floor.
With one extrusion of his claw, he proceeds to gut the deer.
"Go and gather some firewood, just because I'm a wolf doesn't mean I like eating meat raw." He says to Darius.
"Yes grandfather." Darius says, then heads off.
Though seeing Darius' grandfather for the first time is a strange experience, I can't help but ask what it is about this memory that is making me attaching an odd importance to it, or rather, I feel an odd importance to it.
But…no matter how important it is, I need to find out about something else. I speed through memory, and the scenery I find unfolding before me in millisecond frightens me.
They get attacked, they tear their assailants apart, and Darius' grandfather does it with a proficiency that leaves me uneasy.
But they get away from the attackers.