Nightwind

by Dreal

I don't have clear memories of when I was a wolf. I know there are some things I've needed to piece together from what I do remember now, such as my attachment to the elf called Nightwind. She was from the same culture as I was, and was a descendant of one of my sisters.

I took care of her, and she gave me someone I felt comfortable being around as my "pack-mate" which was apparently a strong drive for the species I had taken on. The wolves rejected me because I still was not fully a wolf, and Nightwind accepted me for the same reason, I was still subtly and recognizably elvish if someone were sensitive enough. This is probably why Xaron was able to track me down to the country I was hiding in, even if he couldn't figure out what I'd done to hide from him this time.

Nightwind

Brenhani