Brinley
Without another word, Coal shifted back into his beast and walked away. My heart hurt as I watched him leave, once again turning his back on me, once again rejecting me. I sat on the forest floor, unable to move, my mind replaying every moment with him.
My Wolf tugged at the back of my mind. She was hungry. We needed to hunt. She had gotten much better with her hunting skills and had even caught a couple of foxes, but it had been a few days since we'd eaten.
My chattering teeth woke me from my stupor. It was foolish of me to stay in my skin in this climate. Winter was upon us and snow would fall soon. I let the change happen, fur covering skin.
We hunted for several hours, but it just wasn't our night, and once again I trudged back to our ledge on the mountain, too exhausted to
