THE TRAIL OF HUNGER Kazan and Gray Wolf had been a hundred and forty hours without food.

To Gray Wolf this meant acute discomfort, a growing weakness.

To Kazan it was starvation.

Six days and six nights of fasting had drawn in their ribs and put deep hollows in front of their hindquarters.

Kazan's eyes were red, and they narrowed to slits as he looked forth into the day.
Gray Wolf followed him this time when he went out on the hard snow.
Eagerly and hopefully they began the hunt in the bitter cold.