Malaci, the man you just saw, and apparently his master wants, well that will take some time toexplain. But for now just follow me.”“You can read my mind?!” Jacob exclaimed. Here he was, a young man talking to a wolf that apparently could read minds. He figured that was how the wolf came to know his name wasJacob.“Yes, I can read minds. All wolves can. Now, as for knowing your name, that I did nothave to read your mind to figure that one out. Myself and others like me have been watchingyou and waiting for this moment for centuries.” They walked deeper into the woods, further thanJacob had ever been with his friends. The trees were getting denser and the path was not as clear as it used to be. Jacob remained quiet the entire time wondering what this was all about andwhat the wolf meant by watching him and waiting for this moment for apparently a very longtime. They came to two small trees making an archway and looking as if it was a gate that nature just coincidentally place there. The wolf stopped, turned around, and sat in front of Jacob. “Tellme, what do you see past these trees?”“Are you blind or something? There is just nothing but only more trees and dead leaves.”And Jacob was right, to him he only saw more leaves and more trees. The wolf let out a little bitof a laughter.“No, I assure you I am anything but blind. However, since you are seeing only trees andleaves then the cover is working.” The wolf got up and walked over to Jacob before sitting infront of him again. “Sit young one.”“Hey! I am not young; I am 15 thank you very much.” Jacob said angrily. He hated being referred to as anything relating to being a child.
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