POV: Emily
The chirping of birds soothes the mind, as we head slowly to a serene patch of the forest. We slowly shift back into our human forms, dressing ourselves with some of the spare clothes brought along for the hunt, tied to our wolves' rear legs. As we keep walking, there is an unease in the air and I can see that Grace is awkwardly waiting to tell me... something. She's clearly uncomfortable with that, so I pick up the pace, until we finally reach a quieter spot, surrounded by huge trees. I can hear a river running nearby which gives us much needed privacy, and my feet feel the humming of the ground, as a thunderstorm is rumbling in the distance. Taking a short breath, I ask Grace:
"So, what did you want to talk about? I can see you're quite eager to tell me."
"Okay, Em. I hope
