It was too quiet.

Normally every time a she-wolf was brought to her breeding male during the night, there were usually sounds coming from the cell, not many and in various frequencies, but there were. So it was safe to assume that something strange was going on.

One of the hunters guarding the corridor advanced with some concern. He squeezed the electric rod in his cautious hand. He would enter a cell with two wolves in heat. One of them, a male, would try to protect the female he was mating wi