'You'll find something waiting..'
It was almost sunrise. Marshall felt as if she was here. Her presence, her scent, everything. He knew she was here.
He sped like mad through the forest and across the clearing, weaving through trees and making sure that nothing slips his sight.
The sun was slowly rising, and he would burn soon. But the risk would be worth by the time he would find her. It's been a year since he's felt this sensation. She has to be here.