Knightly’s POV
One never really knows how beautiful something is until they don’t see it anymore. I’ve missed these woods so much and even though I was practically in the woods the entire time I was M.I.A. It’s more of a wolf torture facility, I thought bitterly as I stared out at the lake. It hadn’t changed since I left and even though I hadn’t expected it to, it was sort of comforting to see it still as pure as ever.
I lay on the bank of the lake in wolf form, staring at the soothing waves moving the water back and forth. I’ve grown so used to being in wolf form now. I suppose it’s a good thing considering I’m learning to balance both sides of me by letting my wolf out more often than not. Sometimes I let my wolf side take the lead and make the decisions which has proved to be fruitful
