It felt like flying. Running through the forest on paws that seemed to float across the ground. Swimming as a Siren had been amazing, like I was made just to swim, to sore through the water faster then a human mind could fathom, it had been freeing and beautiful and wonderful. But running as a wolf, somehow, I knew this was what I, my spirit, was made to do. I felt whole the instance I felt my paws on the ground.
“Because this is what we are meant to be.” Gracie whispered.
In this instance I even felt closer to her, like we were truly one being, meant to share the same body.
“I’m sorry Gracie, for fighting you so hard, I’m sorry for all of the mess I’ve caused.”
“Stop it, you lost your memories, you didn’t remember who we were, what we were. No one can blame you for how y
