Alyona had a week to go before she would be leaving the packhouse and she was getting antsy about it. She couldn't help the feeling that she was being watched. She would catch glimpses of people lurking in the shadows, or just get that creepy feeling that made her shiver. Every time she would try to catch sight of them, they would simply vanish.
"That's it," she said aloud, "I'm tired of the games, show yourself," she said outside. She shifted into her wolf, Svet, and put her guard up. Watching the bushes where she had heard the rustling. She let herself growl low in a warning when out of the bushes came another wolf, almost identical to hers, the exception being she had soft brown paws. Svet relaxed at the sight of her sister, she shifted back.
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