Chapter 580 Wolves Talking (2)

• “Fury.” I murmured. Worried the little one would stray further toward the river. I wasn’t worried that he’d get too far in the dark, I’d learned that Fury could see over a far greater distance than the rest of us could.
• He’ll be safe that way.
• But Chaos, being who he was, insisted on wanting to wander toward the sound of rushing water. He liked to play in it but was too little to discern the difference between a pond and a river.