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**Nate** I took off into the woods with no real direction in mind. I know I said I was going to Dorian’s pack, but I just couldn’t. I needed to get my head on straight and I was ashamed at how I acted. I tried to focus on the sound that my paws made when they hit the ground. My wolf was fast, very fast but I was also light on my feet, something that is very hard to do. Most wolves running at full force could not be quiet at all. I focused on that steady sound, it was almost identical to the sound of a heart beating and I put all my energy into keeping that exact same rhythm. Ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom but that was quickly drowned out by the sound of a battle of gods in the clouds above. Thunder cracked across the sky followed by a downpour shortly after. It was raining so hard that