Then- Wren
I hunted near by , taking out a mountain goat on high slopes of the mountain valley where we were staying in our little cottage. I could have gone further afield , Opal would be safe in our little mountain hide away. The only other people who could get to us were other shifters and those I would be able to sense. But truthfully I didn’t want to be away from Opal for long.
I half expected her to be visible in the meadow as I hovered above the clouds, the lifeless body of the animal I had killed held easily in my claws. But she was no where to be seen. I knew she was down there though. I could hear her humming in her own mind. Off key and happy. It made me smile.
Landing easily I shifted as soon as my feet hit the grass. Sliding the carcass over my shoulder I headed towards
