Chapter 18: Consecration
Morgan woke slowly from a deep, serene sleep. He was lying on the sleeping mat. He rolled over onto his back. Sunlight shone through the vent at the top of the cabin. He stretched luxuriantly. As he did, he recalled the night before. At first he thought he might have been dreaming, but then realized he held the wolf’s tooth token in his hand. He rolled on his side, opened his hand, and looked at it. A warmth spread through him.
He stood up and stretched again. He tucked the tooth safely in his pocket. He’d met his spirit guide and received his token. The quest was over. He looked around the cabin. He took a few minutes to restack the remaining firewood, gather the empty water bottles, and fold up the sleeping mat, storing it neatly in a corner ready for the next
