A wolf. A destiny. And only one war to stand in his way.
When Convel leaves his birth pack, he didn’t expect to end up in a war against cougars. As he gathers his strength about him as well as new pack-mates, he is also confronted by Humans – once believed to be mostly dead.
He isn’t alone in his endeavours. He doesn’t know it, but Singer and her rag-tag ‘pack’ are racing towards him for the climax in his life so far. With Sage, the elderly lynx, helping to guide him, will he be successful or will the traitor in his life get what they want?
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A soft growl left her muzzle as she finally caught the scent of something which was both
wolf and not-wolf. It confused her, angered her and she reacted to those emotions by snarling,
and loping forwards; no longer needing the guidance of scent to find those who were more
intelligent, more experienced than she was in hiding their scents. “Teira, Teira wait up will
you?!” Convel was panting, unable to keep up with her infuriated form striding across the snow
lightly, anger clear in every tight muscle upon her body, clear beneath the thick pelt that kept
her warm. Even his voice failed to slow her, leading to him needing to run, run with every single
ounce of speed he had left in his large, exhausted body.
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