As a wolf, she darted through the trees and moved almost silently through the brush. A silver-grey streak moving like a ghost... Arthur could catch glimpses of her as he ran. She was impressed with his speed; humans normally can't run that fast, but Arthur was special...

Leaping over a downed tree, Taryn drew abreast Arthur before pinning her ears back and putting on a burst of speed, bounding up the embankment.