@Tesla - @Corinna as well if Haine's howling woke her up <.<
Silence.
In the pre-dawn light an unremarkable brown wolf slinks through the early morning fog, the gentle crunch crunch crunch of fresh frost breaking beneath creamy paws the only sound of life to be heard. The trees crowd around her eerily, leaves dancing to an invisible breeze bringing the woods alive with ghostly whispers, but that does not deter the woman. The child. The beast.
He must be here somewhere...
Her resolve is slipping, her memories of that final encounter growing fainter, and fainter. The spell is wearing thin...
A black nose falls to push through the leaf litter beneath the icy crust. The scent lights a fire in her soul. Here and there. The forest echoes with the sound of her racing heart, a thunderous boom boom boom that seems to shake the very earth beneath her paws. She needs his touch. His scent. To bask in his power. Her head tips back and she sings a low, lonely song. I am here. she calls to the rising sun. I am here.
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