The moon was bright as could be. It was almost daylight out. Cladd could not remember the last the moon was so bright. They brought very little with them. He had a satchel with a few necessities for surviving in the woods but that was it. He was nervous, in the pit of his stomach he felt heavy with butterflies. He felt bad for his mother. They had left a note, but he did not say when he would be back.
H took them up the side of the mountain as far as he could go. Cladd sent him back to the castle on his own by taking off all his tack. Angela and Cladd walked up the mountain guided only by the moonlight and some intuition.
“I sure am glad I have my Werewolf, otherwise this would be frightening.” Angela giggled to herself. She kept going, the path got steeper and she started hav
