The two wolves crashed through the forest, trampling the lush green undergrowth. They chased each other, they chased rabbits, they scented a deer that was already long gone but followed the trail for a few miles just for the fun of it. They landed in a little clearing near a small stream, and Michael stopped to lap up the cold, clear water with his tongue. He flopped his big, furry body down on the grass with his tongue lolling out of his mouth, panting happily, feeling the most peace and contentment he’d felt since… well ever. He’d never felt this good before.
The smaller wolf ran toward him, and leapt at him, but while still in midair, she transformed. Michael shook his head in wonder as she landed nimbly on her feet beside him. As fast as a man could snap his fingers, that woman c
