This is set immediately after the end of Ghost Hunter. Enjoy!
Torak couldn't keep the grin off his face as Renn grabbed his hand, dragging him along the muddy path with a breathless excitement.
'Come on!'
'We've got all the time in the world,' he laughed, watching her. 'The new forest isn't going anywhere.'
Wolf and Darkfur trotted happily along beside them, while Pebble raced joyously about Renn's feet, as excited as she was at going on a new journey. Rip and Rek flew above them, swirling around the treetops and cawing in delight.
As they broke into a run through the trees, hand-in-hand in youthful delight, Torak was reminded of his dream with Wolf and Fa in the shallows of a river, where his world-soul soared in perfect harmony with every living thing. As they slowed, he scooped her up sideways in his arms and spun her around, she let out a squeal of delight in his ear. Her hair streamed like a river around them. She gripped his neck tightly, as if scarcely believing the joy she was feeling. That he was here, and she was free to be with him.
He slowed his spinning and instead stood in the golden glade of trees, with Renn in his arms. She lifted a hand from his neck and cupped his cheek tenderly, beaming at him.
'This doesn't feel real.' She whispered, her smile never faltering. Torak drew her closer, relishing the physical feel of her weight in his arms. This was real. He could scarcely believe it either.
'It is,' he whispered back, moving his lips closer to hers.
'Prove it.'
He kissed her, and she kissed him back.