Emma kept running as fast as she could, pushing her wolf more than she had ever done. Navigating her way through the woods with nothing but the full moon lighting her path. The cold wind caressed her fur, bending it to it's will.
Emma wished with how fast she was running, that she could outrun her problems, but what do they say about wishes?! The feeling of letting her wolf out of its cage and letting her run wild and free under the spell of the full moon was as close as she was gonna get to freedom at the moment.
She got to a ridge by the hillside and slowed down, stopping for the first time since she shifted that night. Standing by the ridge, she could see the full moon clearly, in all of its glory. Her blue eyes shone brighter as she planted her gaze on it.
The sound of wolves how
