Sneaking out of the house and away from his parents was easy. They were still asleep later than normal. Sneaking past the guards was even easier. The child avoided the gates they guarded, taking the hidden paths that only the children were aware of leading out of the village. Even staying out of sight of the watchmen was easy after learning how to traverse the woods unseen, and after his father taught him how to survive them. No mages existed in this town or they would’ve detected him easily.
Avoiding a wolf was harder than Peter expected.
Peter had completely forgotten about the knife hanging from his belt, sitting with his back against a tree as a wolf stared at him. He stopped registering the cool autumn air his sweater protected him from or the rough bark that he pressed his back against, only watching the wolf intently.
The wolf walked silently towards him, not making a sound. Peter wondered if it was hungry and just found its next meal, but it seemed more curious. All the c