Saphira's POV
When I reached a respectable distance from the camp's perimeter, I shifted back into human form, still running. The cold air stung my exposed skin.
The transformation left me feeling vulnerable, but it was necessary. My wolf form was simply too large and would draw attention. Not only that, but the Flame Sword wolves were also well-trained. If they caught even a whisper of another wolf lurking about, it wouldn't be long before they descended upon me.
I slowed to a jog and banked into the underbrush encircling the camp. I crept quietly toward the edge of the camp and carefully observed the fortified encampment.
The camp of Flame Sword was large and easily covered a few acres. It sat in a clearing in the heart of the green forest; its looming presence seemed to push back t
