We stop by a small stream and sit on the ground. We didn't shift because I didn't want to. I take a deep breath and let out it out with some more frustration. My inner dog, so to speak, has been more alert through out the run. I think it's being in wolf territory, but it just started.
"She's more tense, isn't she?" Holden asks looking at me. I look up at him nodding.
"How can you tell?" I ask looking at him confused. He chuckles lightly taking in my confusion.
"I'm a white wolf, and he can sense these things." He says looking out to the little stream.
"Do you know why?" I ask him hoping he could help with the confusion.
"No. Not yet. I mean he has a feeling, but it's not certain." He explains picking up a rock and throwing it into the water.
"Oh. What's the feeling?" I ask. He looks
