Northern Forest Emelia's P.O.V.
I know I shouldn't have left the camp without saying anything to the others, but I can feel something calling me. From the call I can tell it is hungry so I took one of the bear's legs and put it in my inventory. I should be scared since nothing like this has ever happened before, but some instinct is telling me it is going to be alright.
I have already covered a couple of miles at least, everyone is going to be worried for sure. What's worse is Justin is probably going to be mad at me. But every time I think about turning back something deep inside me screams for me to answer the call.
The call comes again, it feels like I am getting really close now. A few minutes later I enter a small clearing, my eyes are immediately drawn to the wolf. It is lying before the mouth of a cave and its fur is pure silver, in the moonlight it seems to glow faintly.
