*Gravestone*

I waited with Allesandra outside of Melchior’s hut for another two hours. I could do nothing but pace back and forth in my wolf form, softly growling under my breath. I didn’t need it pointed out to me, I knew how nervous I was. Allesandra was lightly throwing pebbles at my head in an attempt to get me to, if not calm down, at least stop growling, but I paid her efforts no mind.

Or perhaps she was just doing it to pass the time, as besides the earlier excitement ...