AZALEA'S POV
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Two weeks of mind training, as Auber calls it, has me falling asleep before ten at night, and waking up earlier than I usually do-- but as I'm driving toward the Scorched Steppes pack, I can't get this feeling off my chest that's slightly causing it to ache. The land starts going from green to brown in seconds. The sleek bright green turning a darker shade, and continues the color drains from the world, merging into the color of the ground and bark of the trees. The little basket that's weaved would perfectly fit in here with it's color scheme.
My car lightly starts to shake as the road starts to fade into dirt. My body tenses when a wolf starts running beside my car, eyes trained on me with each leap it takes, keeping up with ease. It's a light brown color, yellow eyes
