"Where are we?"

When my vision finally cleared, that was the first thing I asked. In the center of the room was a fireplace, its smoke drifting toward a partially open ceiling. My eyes scanned the place—it was some kind of hut with only a bed, a fireplace, a chair, and a small table in the corner.

"This is the Seer's dwelling," Lona said as she circled the fire, her tail swishing gracefully behind her.

"There's no one here."

"She'll be here soon."

Just then, a door creaked open from outside, and a cloaked figure stepped inside. She pulled back her hood, revealing her proper form—a striking she-wolf with long,...