His spirit called to her in the dead of night, begging her to find him, for only she could save him. It was torture living in a human body but being a wolf. The human body resisted one's being. Every night he walked to the edge of the ledge and called to her.
She was on the prowl and had been every since he'd disappeared. Where could he be? She felt him. She knew he lived still but something was wrong. The last remnants of her meal dangled from one paw. She only stopped long enough to eat so she could continue onward. She would go to the ends of the earth to find him.
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