Elementals: Ice Wolves

The Wolf Guard lined the edge of the dais as the Fyrstulf spoke, all alike in their gray uniforms, hair cut short, eyes narrowed as they swept across the crowd. It was like they were beaten into the same shape when they walked through the doors of Ulfar Academy, each one turned out from the same mold. Sigrid was speaking again. “Who now claims ice wolf blood and, having reached their twelfth birthday, steps forward to be tested? Many Vallenites proudly claim at least one wolf in their ancestry, but few have the gift that will allow them to transform.” The words gave Anders a shiver. The gift she was talking about could change someone’s life forever in an instant. “With this rare gift,” the Fyrstulf said grandly, “comes great responsibility: an obligation to enter Ulfar Academy. To train to join the Wolf Guard, and devote one’s life to protecting Vallen. It means life as a soldier. It means—” A brutal gust of wind tore through the square, ripping away her words. The crowd staggered and some fell, screams rising all around Anders.

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