Many times Baree had gone to the edge of this mysterious part of the forest and had peered in curiously, and with a growing desire.
On this day of his great battle its lure was overpowering.

Little by little he entered into it, his eyes shining brightly and his ears alert for the slightest sounds that might come out of it.

His heart beat faster.

The gloom enveloped him more.

He forgot the windfall and Kazan and Gray Wolf.