THE LYCAN INVASION - 4

Mork stared in excitement at the Lycans that lined the other side of the rock and he could easily make out the face of the Lycan leading them. It was Ozark. He knew Ozark very well. He was brave, reckless and a good warrior if you were particular about someone who wanted to murder werewolves gruesomely. Many even claimed that Ozark was more reckless than Ghost himself and Mork knew that it was his only chance to rest the rumors he had always heard. He had heard a lot about Ozark but he had never been chanced to see him at the war front. Ozark was not one of the senior commanders in the Lycan army but Ghost saved him for only the most important missions because Ghost knew that he would always come in handy. However, Mork was still senior to him in position and could order him around.

Mork whistled – a low tuned whistled that went through the winds and caught the attention of Ozark who was on the other side of the rock and once he had caught the commander’s attention, he knew that all h