Selthia looked a little confused about what I was trying to do, but in the end, she complied and held up her hand. It went to show the level of trust she had in me over such a short time. I felt a little satisfied seeing this.
"Who are you?" the man leading the group of skinwalkers asked. Like most skinwalkers, he was a man with brown skin and a muscular build.
"We're werewolves. We were just passing through. You see, a yokai has taken over the land leading to my pack. We were forced to find another route to get there."
The skinwalker looked at us with disgust, then spat.
"Wolves, I should've known. This is skinwalkers' territory. You're not welcome here."
"We're just trying to go home. If you let us go, we'll pass through immediately," I said.
The skinwalker stared at me blankly before saying:
"Tie them up. We're taking them to the chief."
