The three male wolves stood outside their den, the alpha in the center. “We run.” Embracing their inner beasts, they shifted. Calt led them over some of the exact obstacles Red had explored earlier, only this time Calt pushed himself to jump higher and more dangerously. He brought them next to the river, racing its rapids to see who was fastest, he or the water. He heard Lucin and Borhan galloping to keep up, but the sound faded as Calt bounded forth with greater force, his eyes cutting to the water as he tried to best it. His paws sliced into the wet earth and gravel, and he leapt over every rock that barred his way, snarling at large shrubs that had to be avoided. The rapids appeared to slow as he pushed himself past the limits of his known abilities. The unrest that made him push further, harder and faster, was extreme. It had him prisoner, and would not let go. He did a circular skid, tearing the ground as he headed back.
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