(Caius)
The shift took me between one step and the next.
The cold that had been on my skin turned into nothing. Vorak came up through me the way he always did out here, without being called, glad to be let out. My feet hit the ground as paws and the clearing changed around me. The dark that had been dark to the man wasn't dark to the wolf. I could see the tree line, the gaps between the pines, the shape of the ridge past the clearing, all of it clear in shades of grey and silver like the night had thinned out just for me.
This was the part I never got tired of.
The world opened up. Sound came first. The wind moving through the high branches. Something small shifting in the brush near the porch. Water running somewhere off to the east, the stream that cut down the mountain and pooled be
