FOUR MONTHS LATER
Summer has come to Wyoming, and with it, an abundance of life. The trees are green, the animals are all out of hibernation, and the fields are full of flowers. I may not have my affinity to the earth anymore, but I still feel its beauty. Now that I can shift, I'm able to enjoy the world in a completely different way. The magic of the moon is enough for me.
"That one looks like a dragon," Cedric says, pointing up at the sky.
The grass is warm
