Nocturne Summit the faces staring back at me look like somebody else

not a racer of hinds then. not artemis in this field. but germanicus still wondered at the anxiousness of their earlier words. what had changed her to this? and if she had always been this way, where had she gotten her scars? each wolf in possession of personal chapters.

but he could not hope to read them all in a single day.

"it is good to hunt with others again. i would welcome the challenge of it."