Warning didn't come as organized thought or clear vision, because true warnings rarely present themselves elegantly, they emerge as persistent discomfort, wrong sensation repeating until it can no longer be ignored, and it was exactly like that Talia's she-wolf manifested that morning, waking her before body, before reason, before even the sun had risen enough to justify restlessness.

Silence.

Not common silence of someone sleeping deeply or closing off in concentration, but ...