The rest of the wolves with the Black Haired man, that they found out he was called Badb, stayed there, on the ground, waiting for orders. They could not do anything against Mac-Tire, otherwise, their leader would die. .
"How weird a wolf be called a crow." Alanna said.
"I don't really speak this language." Faolán said. "I know a few words of Gaelic, but not much."
"Well, I know. And it is strange. I should remember something with this name, but… it is slipping through my fingers!" She exclaimed.
"I believe you'll remember when it's time." Faolán reassured her and she nodded.
The white haired man was silent. He was in pain, actually, but not enough for him to be unable to walk. He could feel death taking his body.