k of a chao1 child down from the mountain

	The nevados were three more days on the mountain, treading and cutting snow. They kept the wolf-girl tethered and staked on a leather thong. She refused their food and howled at night. When the time came to descend, they had trouble. The donkeys were terrified of her and refused to carry her, baring their teeth, and stubbornly resisting. She would not run on a lead, but would have needed to be dragged over every stone on the paths. When Luis tried to carry her, she bit his hand to the bone. They got her as far as the pine woods slung on a pole, bound wrist and ankle, like a carcass for the butcher, and stopped at the first band of trees to cut branches and make a cage. She seemed terrified of the cage, and they had to beat her unconscious to get her into it. After that they took turns, carrying the cage on poles. Before they had reached the first farms, Galceran had had enough of it. There would be no gory in having captured a child. He let Juan take her in exchange for the promise of a bottle apiece, and a basket of olives to share.