We had been running for a long while, I buried my face is the King's fur and breathed in the comforting scent of peppermint. I wonder what he used to smell like that all the time. I did not wan to look ahead in front of me, the last time I tried that I almost threw up as I realized the sheer speed we were traveling in.
The greenery had started to blur together and I could see the furry forms of Kazrid and Sypnos running behind us as I looked over the Kings shoulder. In my time at the castle, I had never seen anyone in their wolf form until now which was quite odd. I always thought the wereowlves loved to be in their true form all the time.
The escape we just made took over my mind enough for me to not be wary about being surrounded by and carried by the number one predator. Besides, I
