Banjo - Encountering Lobo

“Not feeling the whole Faith part of this journey,” Tuff said quietly. “I’ve never understood how it could be so dark in the forest when it’s the middle of the day.” “It’ll be fine,” Banjo said. “Don’t worry.” “Awhoo…” the guttural howl echoed through the dark timber. Banjo stopped. His hackles lifted. All of his instincts went to assessing their surroundings. “Don’t worry, huh,” Tuff said. “That was closer than I ever hoped to be again to a wolf. And just like snakes, where there is one, there are more.” “Just keep moving forward,” Banjo said. “We’re almost there.” The...

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