Hanging his
head in a gesture of forced surrender he breathed heavily, mouth open,
and waited for the feeling to pass.
Seeing his despair, Sylviana was moved in a way she could not explain.
Having lived most of her life in sheltered seclusion, all such powerful
emotions had existed for her only in books, and always seemed somehow
pretentious and unreal. To see it now in undeniable reality, affected a
dual response within her. She felt at once both selflessly
compassionate, and selfishly afraid. Again she thought of her friend.
'Kalus?' she asked softly, trying hard not to upset him. 'What
will happen to the wolf?' He started to answer gruffly, but seeing
her anguish, mellowed his tone.
'He will be all right,' he said. 'Akar knows the ways of
escape like no other..... The spider has the mind of an ant. He is not
in danger.' Though he had stretched the truth, he hoped she would
believe him. In his heart he knew that the wolf was probably dead, or
at best, trapped in some dark corner of the cave, hoping the spider
would not find him.
But if he intended to calm her he had failed miserably. Something he
said unknowingly, had upset her even more. 'Are all the insects of
your world as large as the spider?' She asked sincerely, hoping to
God the answer was no.
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