Pack Bonds It had been six days. The Underforge had echoed with noise for two: at first just the occasional snarl or groan, then hoarse whimpering, and now the rough, sobbing cries of his Shield-Brother.More Like This
He had lasted longer than anyone expected.
Someone had seen something in the woods of Whiterun hold: something that had put the city on alert. The word "werewolf" had been murmured more than once in the past few days. The Companions were careful, of course, to never be seen in their beast forms, at least not near their home: Farkas doubted one of them had been caught. But something had, and it made things...difficult.
Likely, it would all die down in due time, and so long as the Companions were careful not to look guilty, nobody would be any wiser. After all, this had happened before--most recently, when Sondas had first been changed and escaped before they could catch him--and they always managed. It had been worst for Aela: she wasn't like the rest of t