Hey everyone! I'm here to finish this thing up in the next two chapters! (I want to have this thing over with by the time I go to Germany in 2 days!) –Oh! And gray kitty and I came up with a great Dragonlance stor about soccer I want to publish!- (I like exclamation points!!!!!!!!!!!!) By the way…I'm hyper!!!!!!!!!

Daine was excited-she hadn't been in wolf form for ages! She ran through the underbrush with lightning speed, she felt like she was flying. The crunch of leaves under her paws, the wind in her brown-gray fur, the wonderful smells no human could smell-she felt so alive! She felt joy at knowing she could have time to do this, but felt sadness knowing it could not last… But she had promised Numair she would be back in time for dinner and if she kept him waiting she might worry him, and then he would do something stupid…and the last thing she wanted him to do was some thing stupid… She smiled inwardly (not being able to do so phisicaly in her current form) remembering a time he had done so.

She had been caught up talking to a chipmunk she had just healed (actually he was doing all the talking-he just wouldn't shut up!), and been late for her lessons. Numair, worried, had gone out to find her, afraid she had gotten herself into no end of trouble. Finding her nowhere else he had gone to search for her in the royal forest, where he had gotten caught in a wolf snare. On her way back to the palace she had found her teacher hanging upside-down, by his right leg, from a tree, swearing colorfuly.

All of a sudden she bolted into a clearing, and was imediatley surrounded by wolves.

Puzzled to why she had not sensed them she said to them, 'Greetings pack brothers and sisters!' through mind speak.

They only growled at her, fur raised, they closed in on her and attacked. Daine was confused and afraid, but when the first wolf jumped at her she fought him, he was a threat, and her wolf instincts told her to kill him, to kill the whole pack.There was something wrong with them, and she knew what that something was as soon as she closed her teeth around his neck, piercing the jugular (I think that's what It's called, I'm not that good in biology…). The blood leaking from the wound was…silver! The color blood of immortals! Shadow-wolves! Knowing these were not her kin she fought with renewed energy, earning her own wounds in the process, but killing them all in the end.

Tired, bloodied, and bruised, Daine heard a stream nearby, licking her wounds she limped to the banks. As she was drinking she heard a rustling sound in the bushes behind her, and turned just in time to see a female brown gray wolf jump at her. Caught off guard Daine took the blow, and soon rightened herself, and ran at the female wolf. The two brown-gray wolves engaged in a long visious battle (one I do not have the patience or time to write). In the end though Daine was the victor.

Weary from bloodloss and battle, Daine washed the blood off her in the stream, and limped over to lay under a bush by the river. She watched with tiered eyes as the wolf's silver blood turned red, and made a mental note to tell Numair about this odd happening, before she fell into a deep, deep sleep.

She never even heard her teacher when he picked up the body of the dead, brown-gray, female, wolf, or his cry or grief at finding her dead, or so he thought…

Ha! Ha! Cliffy isn't it? Yes, yes, I know I'm a tease… But it's fun, try it! By the way, Daine's not dead, you knuckle-head! (hey that rhymes! singing Daine's not dead, you knuckle-head! Daine's not dead, you knuckle-head!) Numair just thinks she's dead.

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