::This is great. I’m glad you came up with the idea:: Kyle said as he and Brax raced through the trees. In their wolf forms it was possible to mind-speak—and necessary if they wanted to communicate with more than howls or barks, or body language. ::I don’t do this as much as I’d like to, these days:: They’d been running for the last two hours, taking brief breaks to sit and savor their surroundings, and the cool breeze that had sprung up soon after they’d arrived.
::Why not?::
::I never seem to stay in one place long enough to find somewhere safe to let my inner wolf out::
Kyle’s inner wolf, as he put it, was as handsome as his human side—dark gray with pale blond on his chest and mane. A marked contrast to Brax’s almost pure black.
::Then we’ll have to make it a point to come out here
