Chapter 68

We continued walking and entered an area of the forest that was even more populated, the trees crowded together one after another. My earth-colored boots were not the most appropriate footwear for that type of route; they were not mountain boots, and since they were not waterproofed on the outside, they had become quite wet with the snow. I hugged myself more so as not to feel cold, exhaling thick clouds of white mist through my mouth. Rex’s voice startled me:

“Do you know what bothers me the most about all this?” he said, with a growl. “The game. That hateful cat set all this up on purpose… he took the boy, the other guy put charges on the ice and made it fly, he let himself be shot and everything. Why not shoot us all down? If they thought about it a little, they would realize that it will cost them much less than fighting with us.”

“You heard what the sheriff said. They are hunting,” said Ivan, with a growl.

“I have also hunted with rifles,” Rex mocked, in a bad