(Rose)
We walk out the door and walk to the edge of the woods. As we get closer Craig stops.
“I’m about to head behind the tree and shift. We won't be able to communicate. So if you need to get my attention, just say something and I will stop so that I can shift back and we can talk.” Craig says.
"Okay yeah, that sounds good," I tell him, turning my back to the forest to give him his privacy.
Wolves are not very self-conscious, but with me not having one I get more uncomfortable than others. I like my modesty.
A few minutes later a large white wolf walks up to me and touches my hand with his nose. I look and smile.
"I assume you're Craig's wolf, Isaiah?" I ask him. He yips in excitement and licks my hand.
“If you're ready my Queen, you may step on.” I hear in my head as Isaiah lies
