The Autumn Hunt
The wolf had been on her prey's trail for over an hour. The signs were clear and easy to follow - a hoofprint there, a broken stick here, a nibbled plant there. And over it all hung the powerful, musky scent of a buck in the rutting season. The scent...
Within the Moonlit Forest
When venturing outside the village, Olivia's people had a few rules. One was to always tell someone where you planned to go. Another said to never travel in the western woods alone. The third, and most important, was to never be caught west of the...