The roar of the river echoed in Elora's ears as she felt her body being carried away by the relentless current. Numbness spread through her limbs, but the pain cutting through her body and soul was too great to ignore. Tears mingled with the icy water as they cascaded down her face, lost in the furious waves.
Each drop of cold water felt like a thousand needles piercing her skin, each gasp of air a struggle against the crushing weight of the darkness that threatened to engulf her. She could feel herself slipping away, her little strength leaving her with each passing moment.
In the depths of her despair, she felt a stirring within her, a faint whisper of her wolf's presence. With what little energy she had left, Elora turned her gaze inward, finding her wolf lying on the ground in agony,
