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And followed the trail they did. The wolf left very obvious foot prints in the snow, and allowed for them to easily follow back. No other animal came through and disturbed the tracks. It would seem that this hunting cult had driven the smart animals from the area, and the unintelligent ones to be hunted.

Eventually, they found where the tracks lead; a snow-covered fortress, it's front wall and gate showing signs of disrepair. Cracked stones, splintered wood hanging from the gate, and the debris protruding out from the ground. Had it not been for the tracks leading inside, they could have easily took this place as abandoned.

And, there was the chanting. All sorts of hooting and hollering were coming from inside. There was a chorus of sorts singing, the distinct sound of wolfs howling up into the sky. It was quite loud, and there was many different howls and voices.

The group for the moment was still in the treelines, hidden from view. They would need to plan out how to approach this situation.