Deucalion took his time to think through that. It was the most he'd ever heard from his other side. 'Why have you waited this long to speak to me like this?'
[Because you haven't accepted that we are one and the same. If we were to look into a reflection, you would see yourself in this wolf appearance. We are not different. I want what you want. A family. I am not the monster you picture me to be.]
'She wants to meet you. Can you control yourself?'
The wolf growled again, using the physical wolf form to carry it out, making the three wolves around him look over. [I am not some wild beast to attack at random. She is our mate, heavy with our young one. Your logic is my logic, Forester. When will you understand that we are one? I wish to meet her, too. I miss making love to her. You never
