How did one escape or hide from a person they did not wish to see? I stared out of my bed chamber’s window and into the dense forest below, wondering. It is not that I did not know how. Once upon a time I was so good at it. I would even dare consider myself a master. Back in the forgotten village, it was as a game for me when I was younger. Well, not as young as I ought to have been when playing such games. That I could admit. But never the less, one could never deny how good I was. Disappearing in plain sight, hiding in the most unusual places and crevices, never to be found unless I wished it so. The palace had a lot of those. I had no doubt that even if one could sniff out my wolf scent, I could still earn myself enough time before they found me after I hid and yet I could use none of t
