That night Caroline ran fast, through every forest that felt so cold at this time. The Werewolf's
size was perfect, bone-white fur with beautiful sky-blue eyes splitting the cold, dark forest. Running to the highest place, only to run into someone who might already be there.
Trying as fast as possible until she arrived at his destination, his body turned into a human again in a full outfit that she made from magic. Her clothes were of course torn from her shapeshifting, but now all that didn't matter since she just had to use magic to make new clothes.
She stepped closer to a person who seemed to be sitting quietly on the edge of a cliff. Come sit with busy hands taking out all the papers she brought to ask the man for help "Frey..."
