I could see the reservation decorated with flowers. Inside the people were gathered around the teepee. I did not want to be late. But then again, I did not want to go in alone.
I yanked Brandon by his arm and pulled him past the reservation gates.
We hurried through the crowd till we were standing at the top where Elma, Dad, and the elders stood.
“Took you long enough,” Mom said.
“Shh,” Dad whispered.
We went and stood by Elma’s side, as was customary. Father Thomas and Father Ernest came forward and began the ritual.
“On this auspicious evening, dear child, you shall take your true shape and find yourself a member of our pack. Are you ready?”
Elma shot me a nervous look. I bent down and hugged her.
“I’m scared, Alice,” she said.
“It’s going to be the best feeling in the world. I
