I was in the forest again following the white wolf. I didn’t have the consuming sense of urgency I’d had here before- just mild curiosity. He didn’t look back at me as he walked ahead through the sun dappled snow. The shadows cast by the leaves and needles of the tress undulated in the piney breeze as I trudged forward on heavy legs. We broke through the trees onto the cliff’s edge I recognized from the time I was here with the strange golden eyed woman. He finally turned and met my gaze steadily- wordlessly communicating as his hot breath cast shimmering waves of fog in the air between us. The smell was thick and sweet- pure Evander, he turned and went to the edge of the cliff looking out at the valley below with a silent mournfulness that rattled my core. My mind spun around the array of
