She knew that it had not gone beyond the reach of her voice and its silence puzzled her.

And then in a flash it came to them both that the pack, or the single wolf whose cry they had heard, was very near them.

The scent was warm.

A few moments later Kazan saw a moving object in the moonlight.

It was followed by another, and still another, until there were five slouching in a half-circle about them, seventy yards away.