Louis snuck away from the farm after he covered the old merchants remains carefully with straw. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He was good to him and worst of all, he reminded him of his father. No one seemed to have heard the happening of last night, but something worse was happening instead. Lycans. Evelyn and her pack made it into the city. Louis quickly stole the first rags he could find and from afar he noticed that the whole town was in turmoil. They searched for him and seemed to spare no one who ran across their path. From far away, he could clearly hear the cries of the inhabitants. After he put on the clothes Louis hurried back to the barn to unbound one of the restless cold-blood horse and made his way out of the town, far away, as fast as possible. To Louis luck, it was still raining cats and dogs and it did not look like it would stop soon. He made it, they did not follow him.
Louis was riding for days now but he did not stop and rode as fast