Tara K. Harper - Grayheart by Grayheart

Author:Grayheart [Grayheart]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2011-10-17T16:16:32+00:00

Tara K. Harper - Grayheart

Abruptly, Rezs stepped back. Welker did not seem to notice. After a few moments, Rezs went back to her bag and crawled in. She did not offer to help with the carcasses; Bany and Gradjek had loaded them on a dnu. All she could do was lie back in the dark and dream about pink, slitted eyes.

For hours each day Coale had her run trail with Vlen. Rezs grew so used to ducking and crawling through the sudden arches and brush tunnels in the game trails that she began to feel like a four-legged creature herself. Hoof divits, scratched trees, nibbled leaves, yanked weeds—she fingered and examined them. Urine streaks and dung piles filled her nose with both sweet and bitter odors that Vlen separated sharply in her mind But it was Coale's voice, firm and clear in the gray fog, that colored her very thoughts.

When they were together, the other woman became something more than a teacher. There was a sense of freedom contained—or an almost restrained joy about the woman. Each morning, when Coale exchanged her riding boots for running moccasins, the woman changed the way she moved She ran more lightly, with less limp. She sang her voice into the pack-song, so that Rezs was eager to find Coale's tone as if in that daily search was some kind of hide-and-seek game.

Twice, Rezs felt as if she looked through the eyes of other wolves, and the shades of gray she felt were suddenly filled with her father's and Cal's voices.

She had to fight the tightness that gripped her throat when she heard them. It could have been imagination that brought their voices to her ears; it could have been the wolves, but either way, she could not escape the fact that, had her father returned, as Cal had promised, she had not been there to greet him. She'd not been there to show him how good Vlen was to be with, nor how strong their bond was growing, nor what she had learned of neGruli through the link with the cub. If her father had been so angry that he'd left without even meeting Vlen, Tara K. Harper - Grayheart

how would he feel when he found she had left to run trail with the cub instead of waiting for him at home? She gripped Vlen's scruff absently, then stroked his back with a bittersweet sense of closeness. No matter when she returned home or what she brought with her, the yearling now stood between them like the distance. And the voices that haunted her mind—like the music that had been with her since that blader's knife on her throat—Cal's steady murmur and her father's sharp tones—they were as addictive as dator.

She couldn't help stretching along the distant bonds to listen to the voices. At night, when she let herself relax, her mind was filled with the song of the wolves and the voices of her family always hidden in that fog. Gray fogs,

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