Lenora
My wolf spirit was usually fairly quiet and reserved, but since we had come to stay with River, she was becoming increasingly active and…well, forceful. When it came to River, she was especially over-protective and possessive. If another female so much as looked at him, she had hackles raised, growling so loud in my head that I couldn't think straight. If we got separated from him for any length of time she got restless and irritated.
But meeting the man in the woods had really messed her up. I felt her terror, but then she also felt a strange attraction, a fascination, a frustration… It was hard to put words to the swirling emotions. I think she was confused by his concealed scent, and maybe his unlikely physical resemblance to River had added to her befuddlement.
“Could th
