“How come none of the Hunters are strategists or inventors?” the red wolf asked. Kain should have known his name but he hadn’t bothered with names for at least five hundred years.
“Calling them Hunters when we are just as much hunters as they are. You are a disgrace to our kind, Richie.”
“But you don’t live longer than a human and never as long as we do,” Kain smiled at the older wolf flashing fangs. “Kid, we live forever. We don’t seek change. We love our old ways. That’s why we have never been able to keep up with people. It was just bad luck for humanity that the flu pandemic came. 1918, the year we took the world back. But short-lived creatures always burn so much brighter. You cling to life like there is no tomorrow and for you it may be true. The point is Hunters always like the ways things are if they are on top so we are just not interested in inventing new things except maybe new ways of torture. But I think that special cup is already full. We could be the best strategists since we had so much time to learn the art of war and we were before the new inventions. However, with our unchanging personality we cannot fully appreciate the new inventions. This renders us useless in the modern warfare. That’s why there are only human strategists. And as for weres, Hunters just think you inferior to humans. Even to animals actually.” At this point the weres in the room erupted in growls all over the room. “I didn’t say I agreed,” Kain smiled a killer smile. “But I didn’t say I disagreed either.”
Richie sprung out of his chair and started for him. He really hoped it was worth antagonizing a room full of weres because he was bored out of his mind and he needed the action. As it turned out, of course, nothing happened. At least nothing that reached him. Two other wolf caught the red one. Alex looked in his eyes and said, “Sit.” She pointed at the chair he vacated seconds earlier. The little red one spared a cold glare for Kain, then sit back like the obedient dog he was.
Kain started to think Alex was the trainer in this animal circus since almost every one of the wolves did as she said or asked. It was impressive. “So what should we do? Is there anything we can do against this kind of odds?” Alex inquired with as much enthusiasm as before.
There was something Kain had been considering since they started to work on their strategy. He thought it was time to reveal the only viable plan he could come up with. “We should kill their strategists. Without them, the Lords won’t be able to act against us in time. I think this is the only way we have a slight chance to win.”
They had done just that. Now she was lying in her own blood waiting for the end thinking about how it had all started. She realized she was wrong. It had all started earlier. So much earlier…