CHAPTER 34 Three Years Ago

　　I heard mutters go through the tent, did I ask something wrong? 

　　"No, dearly, those are the rules here," Another man answered with a friendly expression on his face. I nodded and Azriel directed me to take a seat away from the table. 

　　The men discussed for a long, they were talking about strategy and the reason why the dark wolves' attack was massive this time. They were caught off guard. I was bored and I silently went outside, sympathy welled in me again as I walked around the camp. I followed a path down until I saw a huge tent that had a red plus sign, that must be where they take the sick on this part of camp. It was open so I entered, injured men were sleeping on tiny beds, and others were on the floor as they didn't have enough space.

　　"Can I help?" I asked two doctors who were attending to the soldiers. 

　　"Yes, we could use an extra set of hands. I'm Chad and that's Cain,"

　　He handed me a large box with supplies in it.