Elementals: Ice Wolves

new body, the inf lux of extra information his suddenly sharp senses insisted on providing was tugging his thoughts in a different direction every moment. His nose and ears kept reporting on new sounds and scents, trying to steer his thoughts in new and different directions, to pay attention to everything happening around him. He closed his eyes and looked inside himself, trying to remember what it felt like to be human, noticing the differences and separating them out. He pushed his mind deeper into those human feelings and memories, and suddenly he felt the change surging toward him like a sneeze. With a rush, he was human once more. He could feel the cold cobblestones against the soles of his feet, and the tips of his f ingers, and he could—but wait. If his feet were bare, where were his boots? Forget his boots, where were his clothes? Anders made a sound very like the whimper he’d made as a wolf, dropping his head. Of course he was naked. Of course he was. The Wolf Guard might have absorbed their uniforms into their fur somehow, but he’d felt his shirt rip. And to

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