The lycanthropes who escaped from the castle were divided into three groups, each with ten people and were led in different directions.
Bree and Rossie were together, with a few other elders and two children, while Adair was given the charge of them.
They intended to take a train to reach the nearest pack house about which Oliver had mentioned to them earlier and now they were waiting to aboard the said train in a nearby station.
Baby Eddard was fast asleep in Rossie's arms, he was a good baby and didn't cry much except when he was hungry or needed to be tidied. Most of the time, he would play by himself or mumble something incoherently.
Rossie loved this baby and so did many people who saw him.
"Your baby is very cute," said a woman who seemed to be in her thirties. Rossie smiled at that compliment. "Your child?" She looked at her, since Rossie was very young to have a baby on her own, but that was not entirely impossible too.
