“Wolves” Ulrich said under his breath. They both look at each other in fear. There was a long moment of silence. Georg broke the silence with a loud scream for help. “Shut your mouth!” Ulrich yelled “they might not find us if we’re quiet.” There was another long moment of silence until they herd whimpers and cries from the wolves. They looked at each other, both confused, both knowing they were thinking the same thing from their facial expression. Both laid silently.
“Ulrich!” a scream they hear from the distance. Ulrich and Georg look at each other in excitement knowing they have both been saved. 7 of Ulrich’s men arrive at the scene covered in blood. “Whose blood is that?” Ulrich asked. “Wolves” his men replied. They lift the tree from Ulrich. Ulrich slowly walks over to Georg with a devious smile on his face and kneels down to whisper to him. “You thought I was actually going to save you?” Georg has a confused and scared look on his face. “But… you shared your wine flask with me… I thought we were friends.” Georg says. Ulrich is silent, thinking of how to word his next sentence. “Honestly, I thought your men would find you first and kill me. I couldn’t risk dying and giving up my land. I trick you into thinking we were friends so I wouldn’t die.” Ulrich says with an evil smile on his face. Georg laid there silently, wordless. Ulrich gets up and starts to walk away. He pauses. “That will teach you and your men to stay off my land.” Ulrich leaves the scene with his men leaving Georg to die in the