With her Wolvenhowl ring activated, Ulyssia shifted into a snow white wolf. All her senses heightened as she picked up the earthy musk, the distant birds, and the presence of Jasper somewhere nearby. He was out there, waiting for her mistake, but she wouldn't make it easy.
They didn't care for formalities--one glance was enough. In the blink of an eye, Jasper had vanished among the trees, one with the shadows. It was then that she knew it was going to be a long day. Jasper was a master in the art of hunting, having done so his entire life and then for a century after. Ulyssia, on the other hand, wasn't as great as she used to be.