They shifted back and Seth is now kneeling in front of Sage, gently petting her gray fur. He smiles gently and reaches down, taking our white paw in his hand. Even though we're not a big wolf, I didn't expect our paw to seem so small in his hand.
“Benjamin’s wolf has a white paw, too,” he tells me. “I think it was the other side, though.”
Sage stays curled up, not moving for fear of it causing more pain. He moves to pet our head and I move enough to rub it against his hand.
“It’s OK to shift back. It won’t hurt like shifting to your wolf does,” he tells me and we nod a little. "I'll stay right here until you're ready."
I’m going to stand up now and shift back. I hope it doesn’t hurt.
To my surprise, it doesn’t hurt as badly as I was expecting as Sage slowly moves and stands up
