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PRELUDE:
A large grey wolf worked in the light of the moon, digging and digging around the large carved out rock she had found. She moved her front paws rapidly, dusting off the soil. The wolf sniffed, calmly walking into rock’s entry. She discovered it was deep enough to let her walk more, towards the back. Dusting off soil here and there. The wolf smelled and explored her new space, whined in approval as she noticed the narrow entryway expanded into a real cave.
She sniffed and looked around. The cave was large. Large enough for maybe three wolves her size. But, there wouldn’t be three wolves, just her and her mate. The grey wolf’s fur shimmered, shook as if the wolf itself was changing, getting smaller, to the size of a real grey wolf. The bones broke more, the wolf whined, and eventually fur receded back into the pores of the smooth copper skin of a young woman. She was crouched on her hands, letting her knees fall to the ground.
She was breathing deeply, gasping for air. She looked up, her eyes shined gold. Her actions were of an animal, not a woman of twenty-one. She was on her hands, her knees bending a bit, resembling the wolf that had previously been where she crouched.
A shiver went down her spine. The wolf wanted back out, the color of her eyes shone bright gold again.
She transformed again, fur growing out, bones breaking and mending quickly into a lupine shape, a growl, then a whine were let out.
She ran out the cave, into the night.
Running through the forest, a grey blur through the thick trees.
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Dude, did you feel that?
Brady thought out, he was running patrol with his pack brother, Quil. Quil was older, phased earlier and was more experienced. Their pack leader, Sam, had thought to let the pups gain experience by running with a mentor of sorts.
Yeah, I did.
The thought was hesitant. They had felt the shimmer, a sense that ran through their minds as a fellow pack member shifted into wolf form. But they couldn’t pinpoint the mind of their pack member.
I don’t hear anything.
Maybe one of the others lost their temper and shifted back when they realized it?
Quil didn’t really believe that himself. But it was strange, to feel a pack member shift but not hear their thoughts. The last time that happened, Jacob had gone wolf and ran to Canada.
We should tell Sam when we switch with the others, but don’t worry I’m sure it’s nothing.