Jude wrote about hunting the sheep on a paper airplane and sent it into the sky. In the distance, Luca caught it and passed it to the others.
"Lupo, let's go."
As soon as they reached the first floor, Lupo ran out into the street and planted himself in front of the sheep.
Woof! Woof! Woof!
His barks were different from the subdued ones he gave on the hills. The three sheep flinched and lowered their heads at him. That was not surrender. It was the stance before a headbutt.
When the sheep charged, Lupo slipped gracefully aside. The sheep backed off, perhaps bewildered by the noisy little creature in front of them.
Suddenly, a few arrows flew at them from the second floor of a nearby building, shot by Elise and Dario. Only one of them hit a sheep, though, while the rest missed.
