My body slid from human to wolf in a crack! Of black smoke. Wolf was panting, and I watched frost dissipate on my hot tongue, sending tiny rivulets of steam into the air. The world was sharp and clear, and I never realized how many different colors of shadow there were. It made me savor the dark beauty of night even more.

Heather Heffner

Year of the Wolf

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