Chapter 21 of Hearing Howls
The Wolf feather
I was running. All of the sudden I was at the edge of a cliff. There was a bright red feather there, floating in the wind. I chased it, because Mella loves feathers. She would just love a bright red one! So, I chased it downhill, then uphill, and that process was repeated. I finally caught it between my teeth. All of the sudden, the feather grew a rope. I put it around my neck for safe keeping. All of the sudden, my fangs set on fire! I felt no pain though. I decided to bite something. So, I bit a fallen tree. It erupted into flames! Then, the flames died down. I was highly confused. I wished for no wings, though the Cave of Spirits knew I really didn't. My wings disappeared! Then they reappeared. I was relieved. This must have been the Wolf feather! I walked back to camp. There, what I saw, left me trembling in my fur. A wild cat, much bigger than any of us. I gasped. I pleaded to the Cave of Spirits that it didn't hurt anyone already, no matter how long it was there. My pleads were answered. No one had been hurt, but the wildcat was standing over Mella, threatening to bite her.