CHP. 3 The Hunger Cry
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- There he took the path, with the lightened sled jumping behind the willing dogs: because they also knew that safety lay only in winning Fort McGurry. The wolves were now more open in their pursuit, trotting leisurely behind and moving to either side, their red tongues lolling outward, their slender sides showing ribs rippling with every movement. They were very thin, simple bags of skin stretched over bony frames, with ropes like muscles so thin that Henry marveled that they still held their feet and didn't collapse in the snow.
- We need to stay first and win to Fort Mcurry.
- SO TIRED
- With the night came the horror. Not only were the hungry wolves getting bolder, but the lack of sleep was getting to Henry. He slept despite himself, crouched by the fire, with the blankets over his shoulders, the ax between his knees, and on either side of him a dog pressing against him. He woke up once and saw in front of him, less than four meters away, a large gray wolf, one of the largest in the pack. And as he watched, the brute stretched deliberately in the manner of a lazy dog, yawning deeply in his face and looking at him with possessive eyes, as if, in truth, he were simply a late meal which he would soon be about to finish. . Eaten.
- IS NEED FOOD, I AM SO HUNGRY
- I can´t sleep
- zzzzz
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