Eagle And The Wolf

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41,000 years ago, the world was changing, the glaciers and tundra expanding, the forests contracting. Eagle, a Neanderthal, discovers that his people are being systematically slaughtered by a monster far beyond his darkest imaginings. Long Cloud is a Cro-Magnon woman abducted as an intended mate to bear children for a would-be tyrant, an ego-maniacal castaway and werewolf who seeks to build a cult with himself at the center, his immediate goal the complete annihilation of the remaining Neanderthals. Rejecting his mad vision, Long Cloud escapes his clutches, but finds there is no safe haven for her even among her own people. Struggling to survive in a frigid, unforgiving world of woolly mammoths, giant rhinos, and savage hyenas, the two learn that sometimes The Other can become your closest friend. As the systematic slaughter of the Neanderthals continues and with no one to turn to but each other, Eagle and Long Cloud overcome their learned preconceptions, language barriers, and disparate world views to become unlikely allies to end a monster’s murderous campaign.

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The first wolf-thing emerged from the darkness as if it had detached from the cavern wall itself. It was tall with long legs, pointed ears that added to its already intimidating height, and teeth that shown a dull white when it opened its mouth. Another followed, a twin of similar size and fearsome aspect. It stepped aside to allow a third to join them. This one tottered on unsteady legs but ran its long tongue over jaws already wet with dark blood. It was the newest acolyte, the recruit they had witnessed being transformed for perhaps the first time. It was unsteady on its feet, still new to the ways of the wolf-men but lethal nonetheless. As it labored to remain upright, Eagle had the impression that the new beast would have been more comfortable on four feet than on two. Had the others not been present, it may have gone to all fours, content to embrace its wolfishness. There was a strange reluctance about the beast when faced with unbound prey. The others appeared to be in no hurry to make the kill, perhaps seeing them as a teaching opportunity for their new member. They seemed fine with drawing out the experience, confident of their cornered quarry's impending doom. Eagle, ever the preceptive and instinctual leader, understood this in seconds. There was a weak link here and the absence of their leader was conspicuous. White Hair clearly didn't think of them as worthy of pursuit. He burned with anger at this realization. They were both among the most powerful of their kind. Eagle seethed, insulted by White Hair's arrogance. They were not practice. They were not to be so casually dismissed. They would in all likelihood die here, but they would go down fighting. In one swift motion, Eagle reached for the hand axe at his hip and threw.