After breakfast, Alvara headed back to the packhouse to work on the spell, and Dion and I went out for a much needed run. He was already antsy before the incident at McDonald's. Afterward, he was pacing in my head, almost giving me a headache. So I headed to one of the areas that Alvara had shielded and hid my clothes in a hollow tree before shifting into Dion's form. He ran, leapt, rolled, and frolicked for a couple of hours, enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing in his face and ruffling his fur, for about two hours before he finally flopped, panting beside a cool mountain stream. After a few minutes, he pushed himself back to his feet and waded out into the stream to take a long, refreshing drink. We splashed around in the water for a few minutes before heading back to shore. Once o
