My short story "The Loving and Keeping of Wolves" is in WolfSongs 2 from WolfSinger Publications.
She had studied his movements for weeks, and one mist-shrouded morning Tamsa came to the clearing where she knew he would be. He kept the wolfskin there, hidden in the brush around the clear spring. It took her a little time to find it, but she had watched him on many occasions before, studying where he dug for the folded skin and then, when he had changed back, the bundle of his clothes. She remembered where to look.
With the skin in her arms, its marked face pressed to her breast, she crawled back into the thick undergrowth and waited.
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