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They contain the secrets of long-lost history.

It is, after all, the first book.

Remarkable. I feel sure it holds the key to whatever NAG is after.

This school is called the Guildling Hall.

Each student chooses a guild to learn special skills for Houndry. Oh

my goodness!

The Durgan Guild is usually reserved for older students, but for you, perhaps an

exception can be made.

Most certainly cannot.

Fangs are what these students are being trained to fight against, not with.

There's a cloven on the loose in Bandrona. I'll sniff you out wherever

you are.

Guess he's out back.

Okay, then.

Suppose we ought to start somewhere about the dogs.

You know about dog speak?

Like talking to dogs?

Something like that.

But it's a bit... There's a little more to it than that.

It's talking, but not so much fetch or say.

Or like, how would you tell a dog to sneak or dance?

Uh, ask nicely?

We're training these dogs for search and rescue, and later to help the dog in the

tracking. But we first need to learn how to talk to them.

Sometimes it's just easier if we show you.

See?

Amazing!

It can talk you through it all day, but it's best if you just give it a go.

You want to try?

Take some fiddling, but you're on your way.

That was good.

Real good.

So do I just keep practicing?

Actually, our paw had a different plan.

We just got a dozen new pups that'll need tending.

That is, if you're up for it.

I reckon she's up for it.

Olympia, I cannot allow it. He's not a Durgan. Look at him.

He's a bookbindery lad.

Surely you can see that.

If me memory serves, I can't help but think of another student who struggled

to gain acceptance into the Durgan Guild. But that didn't stop him.

He grew into one of the strongest, wisest darkens in the history of the

Green Hollows.

How many of you have ever fought or killed a fang?

And you, Janna Wingfeather?

I don't know.

One with a sword, a couple with arrows.

Ten, maybe?

A few of those fights are probably with the fang he lives with.

How about you, Kalmar?

27.

I'm not a fang. My name is Kalmar Wingfeather.

I'll consider it.

But only after they've been tested like all other Dargons.

Surely. Your first test will be tonight.

Ready or not, I'll find out what lies inside you both.

If I do say so myself, I believe we're making what some would call progress.

Indeed. I find the work much more enjoyable alongside such a worthy

counterpart.

It's a pleasure indeed.

Say, I did wish for your assistance here.

This word, is that entrance?

Yes, of course.

But specifically referring...

to the entrance of a hidden chamber.

I beg your pardon?

For many years, the Wingfeather family ruled Aneera from the castle risen.

The castle stood strong, a beacon of hope for all who saw it.

But like any great castle, it had its mysteries.

For there was a chamber beneath the key.

A secret locked away, its very existence kept safe by those who wish to predict

it. If you followed its path, it would lead you to a hallowed place known only

to the king.

A place called the Fane of Fire.

Oh, yes.

The Fane is where ancient kings and queens walked with the Maker in the

deeps of the world.

they say the stones there give life to all of ere we are causing the rivers to

run and the trees to grow tall under castle risen how marvellous

we've heard rumours that nag and his minions have dug and hammered at the

entrance of the fane of fire hoping to break it open but it remains sealed

i'll thank the maker indeed

Nag will stop at nothing to attain the power of the stones.

Until now, he's been working with two small flinders, Holoray and

Holowel, to meld his armies.

But we can't access the Fane of Fire without the jewels of Aneera to open the

door.

Exactly, which is why we must make sure he does not get them.

Should Nag find the jewels and open the Fane of Fire, what terror he could

wreak.

What a night you have ahead of you.

You look formidable, you do.

Just the sight of you makes me quake in me boot.

What's Clout gonna make us do? Oh, no idea, lads. Whatever it is, it'll be a

wild time.

Perfect for young Durgans.

Great. Great.

Oh, I think I'd have had a time of it with these Durgans when I was a lad.

Of course, by then I was running with the Stranders and getting in plenty of

trouble. Never mind all them crazy stories you hear.

Though I'm pretty sure young Nibbik had a time of it as a lad. I figure you two

are tougher than most of them.

Just gotta show that good scree-a-knop-bringing.

Good luck, boys.

Oh, and don't get walloped too bad.

Geldlings. The best way to outsmart Red Runners is to think like them.

So, tonight, your test is simple.

Steal an apple from this tree and toss it in that basket without being seen.

That's it.

Spread out across the courtyard and hide.

I'll guard the tree, just like the Durgan patrol at the Outer Veils.

If I catch you, you're out. The first guildling to get an apple to that basket

without being caught won't have to run laps with the others.

And you'll get to keep the apple.

Are we clear?

Yes, Master Cloud.

You have two minutes to find your positions.

Commence!

Who is he? Off you go.

He moves like lightning. I know.

We need a better angle.

Get out of here, wing feathers!

This is my spot! Oh, sorry.

Hey, shoo! I got a plan, and you ain't part of it.

All the spots are taken.

What do we do?

We have to work together.

That's what I was thinking.

Who's that?

It's me. It's Joe Bell.

Oh, hey, Joe Bell.

Were you in that prickly bush?

Yeah. Are you covered in thorns?

Yeah.

Doesn't that hurt?

Oh, definitely.

It's a great hiding spot.

The only way this is going to work is if one or two of us sacrifice ourselves for

the other.

Man, I don't want to get whacked. You can take the thorns, but not the stick

Fair point Kiki cows the fastest we don't stand a chance.

It's him or nobody be sneaky, but don't look like you're being sneaky What I

don't know is sneak casual I'm sorry. I'm just trying to

help Okay,

let's go

I'm whacked!

Take a seat, Tanner.

You alright?

What lads even out there? They haven't a clue.

Look, I was the only one left.

Hey Yeah,

that was so sneaky sure was Come

on

cow

That was some of the weakest sneakery I've seen in all my years, guildlings.

I caught most of you in the first two minutes of the lesson.

If you mean to be in the Dorgon guild, you'd better learn to control your

breathing. Keep your joints from cracking.

Especially you, Lornic. It sounded like you were frying bacon.

Pathetic display, the lot of you.

Jobil, Jannar, Kalmar, step forward.

What was that back there?

Uh, we came up with a plan, sir.

A plan, was it?

It was Shano's idea.

Ah, appears we've found our leader, have we?

Our only chance of getting the apple in the basket was to team up.

Divide your attention.

If we were going to get tagged, we might as well do it so one of us could

succeed.

And did the plan work?

Almost.

Do you want to know what I think?

I think so.

I think it's pathetic.

Pathetic that in 20 years of teaching, no Gildling has ever come as close to

getting the apple in the basket as Kalmar Wingfeather.

Really, sir?

It was one of the finest sneaks I've ever seen.

And only happened because the three of you worked together.

Not bad.

You're all dismissed for the night. The rest of you, twenty laps.

Go.

And then Janor just started sprinting for the tree. And I was like, no!

And then, whack, Clout got him too.

I picked at least the...

dozen thorns from my legs last night. Be glad you've never been stung by a quill,

Diggle. Those quills hurt for weeks.

Yeah, but that's nothing compared to a toothy cow chomping on your foot. Or

getting whacked by a garkin rock roach.

You've seen one?

Oh, yeah.

Anyway, nobody survives a rock roach. We were on the run from the Fang Army. And

horned hounds covered in armor.

And... We fell into its den.

There were all these creatures in the den.

Quill diggles and toothy cows. Please tell me there were no squeeblins.

She hates squeeblins. No squeeblins that time.

So how'd you get out?

We just kept fighting, dodging its pincher while our grandpa and our uncle

attacked it. Janner's the one who finally took it out. Well, team effort,

if I remember.

He threw water from the first well at it. We got out, but then the rock roach

got huge and exploded out of the den and started battling these trolls and things

and... Anyway, it was wild.

Is that how you got those scars?

No. We just got out of there and let him fight it out.

Oh, man, I want to fight a thing.

No way, man.

We couldn't even fight off Clout's whacker.

You guys hear about the cloven they saw in the woods?

My pa said they spotted another one, and they've been eating more farm animals.

Could be wolves eating the animals.

Wolves run in packs.

They don't slip into pens and steal farm animals.

It could be a snake buzzard. What's a snake buzzard?

They've got razor-sharp beaks, talons like daggers, and that's not even the

worst part.

What's the worst part?

It's got a belly button Why

are

they

standing so close?

Why is Mama always smiling?

I don't know.

Do you not see it?

I mean, yeah, I guess.

That's not just our Mama, Cal.

It's the Queen of Onira.

And we barely know this Rudrick guy. And I think it's a little weird that he's...

Oh, boys.

Bodo and I are heading to the keep, but I want to hear all about the apple sneak

later. The keep?

Council's getting together about reports of some missing livestock across town.

Could be wild animals.

Or the cloven.

We're gonna find out.

Aye.

Rudrick. Shall we?

Oh, got some chores for you to sort out while we're gone.

Mostly rounding up the blasted thwaps terrorizing the garden.

Be back soon, boys.

Hey, let's hurry and finish these chores.

I want to show you something.

What is it? I said show, not sell.

I think I got them all.

Are you done?

Not yet.

Fine.

Come on.

Wait, where are we?

In here.

Isn't this amazing?

Yeah.

Amazing. Cal.

Cal, wait. Where are you?

Can you not see in here?

Can you?

Yeah. Pretty well, actually.

One perk of being part wolf, I guess.

Oh, that's great.

Do you...

Smell that?

Smell what?

It smells... rotten.

No, it just smells like wet grass.

Huh.

I've... never smelled that before.

Cal, wait, I can't see.

Cal?

Cal, where are you?

Cal?

Cal?

Boo! Cal,

that's not funny.

I mean, it's kind of funny.

Did you find anything back there?

No, let's get out of here.

Hey, thanks for not telling them about your scars earlier.

You're welcome seriously And

I tell you now I've battled my way across all of scree I

fought those fangs on the ice prairies before arriving to your great shores

This evil will stop at nothing to wipe out anything in its path He's right.

The threat is real.

It could be the wolf fangs are the ones Eating all of the missing farm animals,

we have a gray fang in our dungeons at this very moment.

Its very presence proves there could be more en route to the Green Hollows.

If the wolf fangs can get to Chimera, they can get to Banrona.

I implore this council to stay ready in arms.

Keep watch.

Guard your borders like your very existence depends on it.

Because it may.

The Watercraw is well protected.

No threat will come from the sea.

We should increase our patrols at the northern border.

The threat is indeed great.

Securing the north is wise, Councilman.

And what of these jewels they seek?

These jewels of an era?

I admit, I've wondered it myself.

Jules, I don't know nothing about shinies and trinkets. We come with

ourselves and little besides.

Look to your borders, I tell you.

Keep a sharp watch. I don't know when, I don't know where, but fangs are coming.

Okay, let's have at it, shall we?

How about that?

That's a good boy.

Okay, my turn.

Ha lame a real dog should do more than chores should be ready to fight

What's wrong boy you smell

a little fine or not

Is this where you trained to get that apple so fast?

Cal! Look at that.

It was probably the vine that gave you those scars, huh?

Oh!

It was, wasn't it?

You're not a thing.

Come on, guys. Let's go.

What's the matter? Can't control your mouth?

No. Cal!

Hey, get up and get back here.

This fang will kill us all if we let it.

Stop.

Wing feathers, to my office.

Now.

But you can't get caught up in every fight that comes your way.

This is a delicate truce.

And what would have happened if I hadn't arrived?

A fight?

In the houndry?

They wouldn't let us leave.

It was a trap.

Your targets.

Each one of you.

Many in this town would stop at nothing to rid the Green Hollows of you forever.

They will hang meat and wait for you to attack it in hopes that it'll prove that

you're the fang that they think you are.

You must resist and prove to them that you're not.

So we just sit back and take it?

No. You toughen up and remind yourself that Turule is not some empty word.

It's a binding oath.

with your mother's life in the balance.

Are we understood?

You may be a wolf, but you're also a king.

What are you doing?

I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk.

Cal, you can't do that.

Remember what Olympia said?

Do you want to get Mama in trouble?

Of course I don't.

You smell terrible.

Still trying to get the hang of cleaning this fur, I guess.

What's your name?

Kalmar. Kalmar Wingfeather.

Hi, I was wondering if you could help me find- Hey, another new kid! You're

probably a bit overwhelmed right now, but lucky you, you got the best tour

guide in Panerona, me!

Let's start with, uh...

Dessert! The hollow is known for its fruit, which is cooked here into the

best snacks ever.

That's great, but I really- We'd better get going.

Dogs like pies too.

If you like heights, you can see the whole city from up here.

Or, if you like getting shushed in libraries for talking too loud, Shh! Ah!

We've got a great one.

And if you like historic homes, We've got those too.

Looks like someone still lives in this one.

So you see, we really have it all in Bannerona.

That's great, but I really just wanted to find... Eyes? Puppies? A smelly boot

to snatch?

Why would anyone want to snatch a smelly boot? Here!

Get it! Get it!

Oh,

you have so much to learn.