Sixty-Seven

"I've got movement far East," Micca's voice invades my head when I glance back in the direction my brother was taken. 

"Jayk," 

"Yeah?" 

"Micca's got movement," there's a long pause. 

"Go check it out," 

I reach into my jacket to make sure I have everything I need. The guards are quick to get defensive, but a single whistle has them holding back. I don't go up the way we came. I take the boulders all the way up to the top of the cave. I pull myself up and stay low. I scan the area until I find Micca lying among the tall grass not too far from the cave. 

"Where?" I ask Micca. He lifts his snout and I see what he's talking about. 

"I've got six targets," he says, but I have a different angle and I can seem more. 

"Eight wolves are unloading some kind of cargo near an abandoned house," I infor