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More Than Beauty

Author: Bella Moondragon
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-19 21:33:23

*Lazlo*

The snow hushes the sound of the trees, wind, and even my thoughts. All I hear is the thrum of blood in my ears and the rhythmic beat of paws across the forest floor. The elk herd is close. I can taste them on the back of my tongue, rich, wild and warm.

I press forward through the Virechant woods, low to the ground, keeping downwind. Roanoke moves a few strides ahead, his silver-gray coat ghosting between the trees. Soren is behind us, lumbering, too loud as usual, cracking the frozen underbrush with every step. I should have left him behind.

The elk’s trail bends east toward a stream. We slow down, wait, and listen. That’s when I hear the break in the pattern–no more hoofbeats, no bird chatter, but something new and unsettling.

A low, urgent yip, a shifter signaling close by. I halt, my ears forward, and Roanoke stops with me. The underbrush stirs, and a smaller wolf lopes into view.

I recognize the scout. “Your Highness,” he says through the link.

“You’d better have a good
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