Mage of Wolves
I asked her.
She was too busy celebrating to notice that she had alarmed basically everyone else. As the first birds touched down, transforming into mages as they landed, I saw recognition on her face and some of the other mages, like Maggie, whom I trusted. Mage Jaye was such a nut, she may as well change her name to Nuthatch. Or Flamingo.
“You came!” she shouted, running over to a tall, dark man with cropped hair standing in the front of the group. I couldn’t count all of them that quickly, but I thought there had to be about three dozen anyhow.
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