Chapter 92 A Lone Feather
- I found Elva, Susie, and Mark at the edge of the gardens, where the fields of short grass began.
- Elva was playing with Silver and Night. She crawled over Night, while Silver nosed at her stomach or licked her face. Elva’s laughs were loud and happy, and easily pushed away any lingering sadness I held inside of me.
- At least, it did – until I noticed that Elva seemed to be talking with the wolves.