![]() The wild man looked down at the huge dog and said, "Quiet now." To Tom's surprise, Fergus stopped growling, his ears pricking forward. Tom's wolfhound, Fergus, was growling deep in his throat, all the hairs standing up along his spine. His eyes were icy blue, and over one shoulder he carried a long bow and a quiver of arrows. He wore a wolf pelt and boots made of hide. He was a tall, lean man, with gray hair that hung in matted elflocks over his shoulders, and a long, tangled beard. "What do you mean? What kind of danger?" The wild man let go of Tom's arm, but fixed him with an intense stare from under shaggy eyebrows. ![]() "The wolves smell danger in the wind." Tom tried to wrest his arm free. Excerpt from The Impossible Quest: Escape from Wolfhaven Castle (Book One) First American Edition 2016 Kane Miller, A Division of EDC Publishing Text copyright © Kate Forsyth 2014 "Tell your lord to beware," the wild man said, gripping Tom's arm with a dirty hand. ![]()
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