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When Aurora was a pup, she dreamed about running away. She would walk down to the little creek where they did their washing up and think about how if she could just learn to swim, she could eventually cross it.
And if she could eventually cross it, she could make it to the forest on the other side. And if she could make it to the forest on the other side, she could finally know what was beyond the trees, beyond the thornwood that grew all around their packlands, beyond the places where the alphas hunted their prey, beyond the world of hurt and hurt worse.
If she could just make it to the other side, she would keep running until she ran to the edge of the world where there was nothing but moonbeams and magic.
Eventually, she grew up, and she stopped dreaming altogether.
And she
