“Do you still go out for runs as a wolf?” she asked instead. I appreciated that she wasn’t prying.
“Mhm,” I said. The thought made me stretch my arms over my head. “In fact, I probably ought to let my wolf out for a run soon. The longer I stay in human form without shifting, the more….” I frowned, pressing my lips together. “The madness starts to creep in quicker.” I shook my head. “It’s usual for any shifter to start feeling restless if they stay in their human form for too long. I’ve heard many describe it as if their skin is too tight, or they itch all over, and I’m inclined to agree with that assessment.”
“Huh,” Celeste said, rocking back. Well, he’s still a part of you. You can’t ignore any part of yourself for too long, or it starts to atrophy.” She smirked. “And I imagine he’d fig
