Rena
I smelled the child seeing her in my mind. She was so young, so innocent. She had always been a quiet girl. She helped me with the other kids and never fought with any of my kids.
My eyes were full of tears. If she was hurt or worse, I would be destroyed.
Howle nodded to me, we were getting close. In wolf form we depended on subtle signs we gave eachother on the hunt.
Clover dipped down to the shoreline. I stayed up higher, scanning the horizon for movement.
There! I saw a movement to the right of Howle, he saw it too.
I ran down over the craggy rocks and joined him.
There was a small cavern in the rocks, perhaps an old animal den.
We approached it gingerly.
I heard a loud cawing. It was a bird. It sounded very angry as it squacked and trilled.
I saw her first and bit
