there was one shadow, now there are two

So which places do you think have the nicest ring to it? ;D

His search was relentless and long. His weight had diminished but his stature had not. A decent doe on his belly would fill him out nicely, but eating wasn't a priority of his at present. The scent of her had been strengthening over the last few days, and something as simple as feeding himself couldn't become a distraction when he felt her nearness almost as clearly as he could feel his own heart beating.

The restlessness that had settled deep in his bones began to rattle him into wakefulness; and thousands of meaningless steps had suddenly become forceful and hard with purpose. She was here -- it had been over a year since he had seen her, and still he hadn't forgotten. Her face had not misted into nothingness after a while, not like the faces of so many others, but it had taken him long enough to realize that his heart lie with her and not with the feral wolves of Tartok.

He stopped abruptly, the crescent moon casting his shadow directly over another's, and when he looked to his left he could see her there. He could see her eyes and their distinct gleam (though they seemed just as dark as the rest of her), he could see everything. Immediately his tail rose, and his lip curled to reveal stained and violent fangs. The Ripper beckoned her forth, her furious body and her tumultuous wild soul; she was not one to be won with words and declarations.