Chapter 54 Chapter 54 I am a man, not a wolf

Fun, fun, got you, got you, got you again!Here, you are doomed, I will crush your front paws here, here, you are bleeding!Got you, got you, got you! enough!enough!I finally yelled: "Enough!" It let me go and jumped away.It jumped into the snow and ran back to me after circling.I put my hand up to cover my face, but it snatched my bag of bones and ran away, to see if I dare to chase it, and I won't let it win so easily!So, I jumped up behind him and grabbed him and snatched the bag of bones, and we wrestled all this shit.It pretended to let go and bit my forearm to force me to let go, then grabbed the bag of bones so I had to run after it.

caught you.I tugged on its tail.caught you!I put my knees on its shoulders to throw it off balance.Grab the bone!I took the bone and turned and ran.Then it pounced on my back on all fours, let me fall face down into the snow, grabbed the bone and fled. I don't know how long we played, and finally, we finally stopped on the snow, lying side by side panting on the ground, thinking of nothing.The bag containing the bones was torn several holes, exposing the bones. Then the little wolf shook the tightly tied bag and bit a bone out from inside.It pounced on it and tore the meat off with its teeth, then held the bone with its paws and gnawed at the crispy cartilage at the end. I reached out and took out a bone with thick meat and marrow from the bag and threw it forward.

Suddenly I was a normal person again, it felt like waking up from a dream, and it was like beeping soap bubbles.The little wolf twisted its ears and turned around to look at me, as if I had said something to it, but I didn't, I just pulled myself away from it, suddenly my whole body became cold, it turned out that snow ran into my boots, Around the waist and in the collar, and my forearm is lined with scars where it's pulled with its teeth.My cloak was torn in two holes, and I felt like waking from a drugged sleep. what happened?Heartfelt care.How did you go so far? I can't do that.I can't play with you like this.this is not right.

Look puzzled.wrong?If you've done both, what's wrong? I am a human being, not a wolf. Sometimes, he agrees.But you can't be human all the time! But, I must.I don't want to be tied to you like this.We can't be this close, because I have to let you live the life you deserve, and I have to live the life I deserve. It snorted mockingly, baring its teeth in a sarcasm.That's it, brother.That's who we are.Why do you think you know what kind of life I should live, and even threaten to force me to submit?You simply cannot accept the fact that you are also a wolf, and even if you do, you keep denying it.Your ambiguous remarks are utter nonsense, keep your own nose from sniffing, and your ears from listening.That's how we are, bro.

I didn't let my guard down or let it go, but it passed me like a gust of wind blowing into a room through an open window.night and snow.And the meat in our mouths.Listen, sniff with your nose, we're as alive as the night!We can hunt alive and well till dawn, and the whole night and forest are ours!We have sharp eyes, sharp teeth, and can catch many prey to feast on before dawn.bring it on!Get back to your old self! After a while, I came back to my senses, but my whole body was shaking from head to toe. Then I raised my hands to examine, and suddenly felt that the muscles on my body were strange and constricted, as unnatural as the clothes I was wearing.I can go, I can go, now, tonight, far away to find our kind, no one can follow us, let alone find us.It brought me a world of shining black and white moonlight, with plenty of food and sleep, simple and complete.We locked eyes on each other, and it beckoned to me with soft, glowing green eyes.bring it on!Come with me!Why should we mess with humans and all their suspicions and schemes?There is no meat to eat in their never-ending quarrels, and their intrigues are tediously uninteresting, yet even the simplest pleasures require deliberate effort to obtain.Why did you choose this life?bring it on!Stay away with me!

I blinked.Snowflakes are clinging to my eyelashes, and I'm standing shivering in the dark.A wolf stood not far from me shaking its whole body, with its tail stretched out and its ears pricked up. Then it came over and rubbed its head against my leg, and its nose lightly touched my cold hand.I crouched down on one knee and hugged it, feeling the warm fur on its neck with both hands, as well as the strong muscles and bones.It smells good, clean and wild. "That's who we are, each of us has to follow his own instincts. "I told him, petting his ears a little and getting up. When he took the bag of bones and dragged it into his warm nest, he shuffled down to the cabin. I turned and left. The lights of Buckkeep were almost I couldn't keep my eyes open, but I headed toward this bright light. I couldn't explain why, but I did.

In times of peace, the knowledge of the Skill was restricted to those of royal blood, to ensure that the magic was unique and prevented from falling into the hands of others and becoming a weapon against the king.Thus, when Garen became an earnest Skill Apprentice, his responsibilities included assisting in the training of the Rider and Verity, when no one but them received such instruction.Regal's mother decided that her pampered child was too weak for the rigors of training in the Skill.Thus, after Yin Ken's untimely death, Galen became a Skillmaster, but without a task, at least some thought that his training as Yin Ken's apprentice was not enough for him to be a Skill Master , others insisted that he never possessed the Skill prowess required to become a Skill Master.In any case, he could not prove his ability in those years, nor could he refute those who criticized him, because when Garen was a Skill Master, there were no young princes or princesses in the royal family to train.

Only after the Red Ship invasion did the scope of Skill training expand, yet no competent Skill group emerged for several years.According to tradition, it was not uncommon in old days to have three or four Skill groups when the Outer Isles came.A group usually has six to eight members, all chosen by themselves to work together seamlessly, and at least one key member with close ties to the ruling monarch.This key member reports directly to the Sovereign the messages conveyed or gathered by the other members, while the other members who are not responsible for communicating the messages pool their forces to extend their Skill resources to the Sovereign for backup.People often refer to the key members of these groups as the king's or queen's people.On rare occasions a man emerges who is free from group and training, simply because of his close ties to the Crown, allowing the Sovereign to gain direct access to his Skill powers through physical contact.The monarch can gain stamina from this key member to maintain the energy to perform the technique transmission, and according to the custom, a Skill group is usually named after its key member, so we have legendary examples like the Firenet group.