I love Emir and Faleese, so much. Do you? And Ogden is teetering on the brink of becoming a problem... Hopefully he handles it well when Emir tells him its time to leave.
An old soul wanders the back roads of the forest. No place to call home. No friends to keep company. Constantly hunted, and strength waning fast.
This ancient werewolf, with a dispensation for black magic, discovers a tribe of happy and carefree fauns after what he thought was his final encounter with the rangers.
Will the playful sense of safety and security finally bring this elder some peace? Or will something go horribly, horribly wrong?
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