Sophie ran though the forest, her feet hitting the ground with great speed, her breathing regular, slow. She needed to get away for a while. But the others could invide her mind when she was in wolf form. That was a down side. But she would not reply to their constant calls.
Sophie, he didnt mean it
Sophie come back!
You can be one of me sophie, one of me, we can be powerful together
Sophie, he's cooled of come back
Come back. Please.
Sophie kept running, and now she could hear running behind her, an angry hunter maybe with a bow, someone running away as well? Someone chasing her? She didnt care right at the moment anyway.
Then it occured to her, she couldnt give up. She was the worrior. She cant, she wouldnt. In one fluid motion she ran back the other way. And in another not quite so graceful motion ran right into someone.