Reassured that whatever he’d heard was no threat to us, Magus continued talking about the wolf that had lived so long ago.
“Once torn from his pack he sought refuge with humanity and found them kinder than his own beasts,” Magus gave me a pointed look. Reminding me that only those who were, could refer to their group as such. “Had been.”
“And?” Hawk sighed. Clearly losing patience with the story.
“He yearned to be human enough that the Green King, who controls all things nature and sky sensed his suffering. The Green King offered him a bargain.”
“I’ve never heard of such a person.” Hawk said.
“He exists.” Magus said. “He gives you magic from the land as well as the other creatures like us our extraordinary gifts.”
“What was the bargain?” I asked.
“He could be human.
