*Silver Fang Border ---- The Broken Stones, Dawn*

The sky was streaked gray and pale red as the screams faded to quiet whimpers. Wind tore through the mist over the Broken Stones, uncovering the wreckage Elira had caused during the night.

Dead wolves lay scattered among the cracked slabs, their blood seeping into grooves carved by warriors long gone. Black and jagged claw marks scarred the earth where shadow creatures had dragged bodies back through the Gate. The world smelled of ...