Ronan watched as the giant black an white tipped wolf darted away through the thick Forrest. His Angel’s hair flew behind her in a cape of black , strands of it catching in the moonlight. They were sisters. The long lost Queen’s daughters. He knew it was the black haired one he needed to bring home. He had watched in bewilderment as the other shifted into the most magnificent wolf he had ever seen, his breath taken when the black haired beauty jumped on the back. He knew where they were going. He let them slip further into the dense trees. He was faster in water then he was on land and with wolf speed they moved at pace well above his land abilities. His heart pounded with excitement and fear. He was so close to bringing home the True Queen. Taking a deep breath he lowered his head and beg
