Everything was different.
Selene stood on four legs, panting. Her wolf body felt foreign and perfect at the same time.
She was smaller than Mira. Still young. Still growing into her wolf.
Her fur was dark gray. Almost black in the shadows. When she moved, it rippled like water.
But it was her senses that overwhelmed her.
Smells exploded into her awareness. She could separate individual scents from the general forest smell. Pine sap. Rotting leaves. A deer that had passed through hours ago. A fox den underground fifty feet away.
Sounds were sharper. Clearer. She heard Mira's heartbeat. Heard insects moving in the bark of trees. Heard water running in a stream she couldn't see.
And her eyes. The moonlight wasn't dim anymore. The forest was painted in silver and shadow. She could see details that should have been invisible.
Everything was more. More alive. More real.
Her wolf instincts whispered underneath her human thoughts. Different language. Different logic.
