The moon is bright tonight, the loud brushing of trees and the thumbing of hooves on the ground could be heard from afar. I rocked back and forth on my chair enjoying the cold winters night, sometimes I craved the cold. There's just something about the falling snowflakes that sets my soul at peace. I was finally whole again, after years in this place somehow everything fell into place. My wolf and I were one again, I learned to talk again, I'd grown stronger and calmer, The world was mine again.

Will was inside, opting to take a nap near the fire on the bear rug. I was still awake,...