Sam took Sophie to a house near the forest. The house is nice, though small. There was no other house than the one Sam had visited. Sam lowered Sophie's body which he had been carrying. He didn't want to be rude to Sophie, but he didn't want to waste his time. If he had to walk with Sophie, it would be too long and could be quite dangerous for Sophie.
"Let's go, Sophie," Sam said.
Sophie looked at the house. It's lonely and dark but very habitable for humans, well, wolves.
Sophie hesitated to come down. She didn't know what Sam would do to her in this house. Alone and near the forest.
"Sophie, come on!" Sam. He waited for Sophie, who kept quiet and didn't want to be invited into the house.
Sophie looked at Sam. Her irises showed bitterness and a hint of doubt at this man. What exactly
