A call to play

I lift one of my dark brown paws to take a step forward, but I hesitate while it is raised in the air. That can't be right...it doesn't make any sense. I can't -

My ear twists towards the sounds as I hear footsteps quickly making their way to me. Rees is not far behind, so I move my paw but take a step backwards instead. I turn, my feet hitting the ground hard enough that dirt flies behind me as I put distance between myself and the lake behind me. 

My heartbeat is racing, for more than one reason.

I am over a mile away when I hear the thundering stepson my heels, and after a few more breaths, a white wolf joins my side. We run like that, together, around the foot of the mountain. 

I am surprised that there is no other soul in sight, save for the dispersed nocturnal wildlife. Other than the hint of smells that seem to belong to a nearby city, I have not come across any human or other werewolf scents within miles of us. We are isolated out here.