Hope this explains more. Again a shout out to those who have reviewed. And another thankie to Dragons daughter. You listen to my ranting very well. PS: Chocolate DOES help.

~Ravyn~

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Sarah closed her eyes and thought about praying. It was not something she did very often but the surrounding area was enough to send her to her knees.

All around her were hundreds of wolves. All of them were bigger than any that she had ever seen in her life, and the sheer number of them was staggering.

But not one of them was larger than the white and molted beast best to her. Her darling puppy Ton had turned out to be a huge animal. He looked at her with his ice blue eyes and…bowed.

Sarah blinked. No the wolf in front of her was definitely bowing. His nose was almost touching the ground and one of its legs was bent slightly. Sarah felt her jaw and face go slack.

" Huh." Escaped her lips and at the sound of her voice he raised back up. She noticed, absently, that the other wolves remained were they were.

'Welcome home.' The voice was gruff and kind. Sarah stared at Ton suspiciously.

" Ex…" Sarah had to stop when her voice cracked. Swallowing she tried again. " Excuse me? Did you just talk?"

'Yes, Sarah. I may speak to you. And you may speak to me. That is the way of our bond.'

" Bond." Sarah echoed. But before the wolf could reply there was a stirring among the wolves. A large silver beast, it appeared to be female, and supporting a large white one. The white wolf looked old and bent with age. He raised his great head and the fur along his muzzle was silver.

'Ah so you did find her.' This time Sarah was under the impression that she was not excluded but not included for a reason. The voice was like a black whole, deep and wise.

"Yes, Keaton, I have found the one who holds Anika inside her.' Ton replied to the wolf, his mental voice deepening with respect to the aged one.

' You have done well. I may now rest in peace. I have fulfilled my promise to her.' Keaton sounded weary and old. He lowered his head and his sides shuddered. ' I may now pass on with her blessings.'

' Keaton,' this voice was softer but just as commanding. It had an edge to it, as if she was used to battle, but even her voice held a note of defeat, as if she was aware she was loosing even as she spoke. 'Are you so ready to leave us? The girl may be Anika but there is much she does not know. Much we as a pack to not know. You are the only aged one left to us.'

' Yes it is time. Do not fear, Silver. She has much strength in her, as much as she once did. If the child could defeat Jareth without the knowledge, then she can, perhaps, win against time as well.' Keaton sighed again. Sarah felt a great sadness in the air and she wondered why. So far the conversation had been baffling, and they had just mention him.

Sarah watched, as the air seemed to contract and condense around the ancient form. He seemed to glow softly, the color of moonbeams, and slowly his form faded. Soon there was nothing left nothing but the faint light given off by the moon. Then a form appeared. It was stark white against the night. It shook its coat and gave Sarah a look.

'Be brave, child of the night.' It was Keaton's voice but it had lost the forms that made it mortal. Now it echoed round and round in her head. It raised it head, howled, and ran straight into the sky. It blended into the moon rays and seemed to shimmer as it joined them.

Sarah felt her breath catch as she watched it. It seemed to be playing with the beams. Then all at once they bent and formed the wolves and they danced together in the sky. Sarah watched until the dawn chased them away.

The sounds of a single howl chased all thoughts away. Soon the wolves had raised their heads and voices howled into the night. There was a single moment as the dawn wavered and then silence.

Sarah opened her eyes, she was not quite sure when she had closed them, and she noticed that she was almost alone. Ton stood there his fur ruffled and his body shivering. He was nose to nose with the wolf who went by Silver.

Both seemed to be on the verge of attacking when a small shadow rolled between them. The Shadow turned out to be a female wolf of small size. Her eyes glittered yellow in the rising dawn and her fur was dark brown. Silver Snarled but the small beast held her ground. Finally she back down and gave one last growl and left.

Sarah looked from one wolf to the other. Ton was muzzling the new wolf like he knew her VERY well. Sarah felt her eye brow raise and quickly lost the expression. She refused to look like her stepmother when she was mystified.

Ton turned to her and both trotted over.

'Sarah, I would like you to meat Jewel…' he was interrupted as the little wolf tried to bite him. ' She prefers the name D though.'

" D?" Sarah mummered out loud. Her heart was pounding but she found the situation not as hard as she thought she was going to. After running through hell for less than Thirteen Hours this was actually not all that bad.

'It stands for Devil's Dance Lady Sarah.' The little Wolf looked at her and Sarah suddenly got the impression that this little wolf was hell on wheels. The way Ton was keeping a safe distance from her was proof enough. Ton had visibly flinched when she had snapped at him, and he was twice her size.

' Ton,' It was apparent from her tone of voice she was unhappy. 'Silver goes to rally the packs. She will lead them. They know nothing of you and your Father is now gone to dance the moon.'

Ton lowered his head in sadness. He closed his wolf eyes and if it was possible Sarah was sure he would be crying.

'Ton, she moves to rally them against the old ways.' There was pain in the small wolf and Sarah wanted to…well do something for her. The wolf's eye looked at her in surprise. Almost if she had read her mind, which was possible.

'I know. We must move. It is not are place to tell her what is going on. We must take her to Ja…'

Sarah jerked. " DON'T" Sarah screamed. The wolves looked at her in surprise.

" Do not say his name." Sarah felt herself tremble. If he could hear he say his name Aboveground there was no way he was going to miss it in the Underground.

" Do not say his name." Sarah repeated. Her voice was firm and soft and scared.

'Lady?' D questioned. 'Do you fear him?' There was surprise in her voice.

Sarah trembled as words echoed in her mind. 'Fear me…love me…do as I say.' " No." Sarah said, taking a deep breath. She would not give in. " But I do not want to see him. He is linked with his name. If he can hear it in the Aboveground he hear it here."

'So it has begun.' Ton nodded and began to walk.

" Where are you going?" Sarah demanded.

'We, lady, are going to find the three. Come along.' Ton told her.

" I am not going any ware but home." Sarah informed him.

" Aboveground." Sarah added.

' But Lady…we had the power to bring you hear…but we don't have what it takes to send you home. That would take the power of the pack.' The yellow eyes almost seemed amused. 'Of course we could always call he who shall not be named. I bet he could send you home!' D told her in amusement.

" Not funny." Sarah mummered. Both wolves shrugged and moved on. Sarah sighed and hesitantly moved forward. Her bare feet brushed the soft ground and her nightshirt brushed her ankles. It was going to be a long chilly walk.

~*~

Linka loved the sensation of flying. Even after being the partner of Pridith for thousand of years she loved it like it was the first time, everytime. She leaned against the neck of her great Dragon and smiled.

Glad you are enjoying yourself. Pridith said in amusement.

Linka laughed. She knew her Dragon loved it as much as she did. She looked over the vast forest below her and smiled. The Enchanted Forrest was one of the most Beautiful places. It was just below her mountain ranges the Dragons lived.

"We head to the Wolves regions love." Linka told her. She was interested in what they had been up to. Dragon back was the easiest way to get there. The place was heavily warded and it made it difficult for Jareth and Derian to get there.

Her lips pulled into a smile as she thought about the man under the mask. Derian was forever an enigma. Probably a good thing that she likes puzzles.

Linka felt herself pulled slightly off the silver dragon's back and the straps that kept her their pull as they landed. Linka pulled herself down and paced the ground. A low whistle escaped her lips at what she saw. There must have been every wolf alive at this place last night.

Linka dropped to her knees at what she saw. Foot prints. They looked like human. Who ever it was was bare foot. Linka let a hiss escape her lips. Pridith rumbled in agreement.

Linka pulled herself back onto her Dragon. They needed to find whoever it was. There had not been a human, Fae or Mortal, since Anika. And if her sources were right that meant dissension in the pack.

Linka frowned as she looked at the unbroken Forrest. It would take most of the day to track them. They best get started.

~*~

Sarah hissed as she stumped her toe. They had been walking since forever. Her feet hurt, her legs were loosing feeling, and she was HOT! It was in the middle of summer in the Underground. Aboveground it was winter. The cotton nightgown she had on was thick and heavy. She was going to have to find something else to wear. But where was the question.

So far four other wolves had joined them; two were identical in all markings. Sarah found it difficult to see them much less to tell if they were which.

Both had dark fur and black eyes. They were completely black and not a marking was different. They were the same size and build. Both had an easy loop to there movements. Both were male.

There was only one other female, a pale tan color, and soft blue eyes. She had simple walked up and not spoken. None acted like anything was amiss at her entrance.

The last member of their group was a dark grey furred male who rivaled Ton for six. He was slightly fuller but Ton had the quicker step. Both had wrestled for a moment then continued.

The twins, as she found out later, were named Rip and Raider. Both had bowed when they learned her name. They had very controlled mental tones.

The female was Slider. She had just again nodded and moved silently at Sarah's heels. Her silence was almost uncanny.

The grey male was Shadow. He had playful mental tone and almost seemed carefree. Sarah sensed a hidden strength.

All the wolves stopped and Sarah sucked in a breath when she realized why. IN front of them was a large Dragon. It was silver in color and looked at them as if bored.

But in front of her was who Sarah realized had to be her rider. Her dark hair and fair looks betrayed her to be Fae. She and Sarah could almost pass of as sisters. She raised her eyes and looked like she had been hit over the head.

"Sarah?"