As they both ran through the forest as wolves they were free. Free from there other lives. Free from everything. As a deer herd came into the clearing they exchanged glances. Wolves communicated by body language. After they laid eyes on the unsuspecting herd, there was no going back. They circled the herd to roundup all the deer. Once rounding them into a corner they began to feast.

Hazel woke to the sun shining bright on her face. A smile naturally began to grow. She turned her attention to the quiet dog-like snoring on her right. Vylad. He was sleeping gently. She couldn't bare the thought of waking him. As she got to her feet and studied her surroundings, she saw a lake. The lake didn't draw her in as much as the sound of fish. She shifted and ran to the river.

When Vylad opened his eyes he saw a pile of fish on a slate by his side. He could hear Hazels breathing from where he was. Hazel was breathing more harsh breaths, so it seemed she was asleep as her wolf. She had hunted the fish for him and eating a few fish herself. He shifted and lay next to her and fell asleep.