His voice remained understandable as he said, “As Erwin knows already, I’m a Briarwolf, a species that has a deep connection with forest, and a power over our environments. I’m something of an oddity, with a greater control over things like rifts. Most of the brethren can only stop rifts from forming, but I’ve found that I have a degree of control over where they form.”
Matt bent down and stared at the man’s paws. They had seemingly merged with the grass around them. He had a hard time pinpointing where the grass ended, and the flesh began.
He was unable to resist asking, “Does that hurt?”
A wolfish eyebrow was raised with a c****d head that reminded him of Aster a great deal.
Seeing that the man wasn’t offended, he continued, “My bond is an arctic fox. She can’t merge with her element
