Emily ran. The trees flew past. Her paws sank into the familiar black earth and pine needles while she ran. Time passed. Subconsciously she veered her direction finding herself at Patricia's house; winded and lonely.

Wolfred walked outside with Kinsee by his side.

Emily's wolf smiled.

The child's cry of joy and then the feel of the little girl's small arms wrapping around her neck, finally opened a warm place in Emily's heart.

"Patricia is taking a nap. ...