The noises first came in short bursts, like white noise within the great wolf's head. They would, from time to time, awaken within her head and continually bug the hell out of her until they died away.
It was a few weeks after this initially started that these noises began to form words. Yes, they weren't just random sounds that had, earlier, given the she-wolf the proof that she had finally, indeed, gone crazy. They were actual words. And no, they weren't fake voices inside her head that were created by her own insanity. They talked to each other, not her.
And finally, she realized that they reminded her of her past, when such noises had been a constant within her head.
At this thought, she stood. She knew what was going on. She knew something was up. Something was happening within her hometown, something she was currently not a part of but knew she would have to be.
And most of all, she knew she didn't want to be alone anymore.