In the early morning, Elwin ran out of the gates of Unn Thalor, his only parting message: She's here.

Sitting on the edge of the forest facing the mountains to the East, he watched the sun crest the horizon, bathing the landscape in light. On the path walked four weary travelers and one wolf he knew very well. Elwin let his mind envelop hers in a loving embrace that Vanima sank into drinking in his essence.

Welcome home, my mate.

Vanima broke away from the group, racing toward him full bore. I'm back!

She pounced on him, causing them to roll around, joyful barks and sloppy links being exchanged. To any outside observer, they would only see wild animals being wild, but to their friends walking up to join them, they knew better. This is what it l...

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