When You Take My Life Away

Morgana walked swiftly through the night, careful not to disturb any wolves nearby. She often liked to sit out at night and stare at the moon, whispering softy to it, as if it were another wolf. One that she could trust. She came alert, smelling another wolf nearby. From her pack. Who from her pack would be out here right now? She figured it was perhaps the new male, looking around his new home. But no, this was something else. He was walking away from the territory. Interesting....
She silently stalked towards the wolf, hoping to intercept his journey. There was something curious going on, and she would get to the bottom of it.