No man has ever tempted Nilana to give up her freedom. Life as a huntress has given this shapeshifter everything she thought s @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Through the darkness she ran. Looking down, she saw her body was a translucent wraith of smoke. She ran not on the earth but across the moonlit sky. Beside her came the thud, thud, thud of a steady-beating heart. It echoed loudly in the dark and drowned out any sounds of the world below them. Turning her head, she found she ran alongside the specter of the Great Spirit, he who watched over the earth and her people. Awestruck, she stopped to face the spirit form of the totem. Greetings, Great Father. She bowed her head in respectful welcome. Her lips of mist did not move, yet the words hung in the air between them. Greetings, my huntress. His head nodded briefly in return. He studied her for a long moment. Run with me. While the night wind swirled across the skies, she found herself again stretching her legs with the mighty spirit.
