It was then that he felt her power and she felt the essence that spilled through both of them. Memories spilled into the young uratha’s mind and into her soul, her spirit seemed to sing, to sing with both joy and sorrow, there was loss there, yet something burned so brightly. It felt as if they were finally finding the bond once more. Yes it was painful, but also so beautiful, the pain only made the moment more real.<br/><br/>Within the embrace and without forethought Peggerty slowly began to change, she did not want to yet it seemed she had little choice, the woman shifted then and a wolf was before the magus. She was a fine wolf tall and lean with a red coat, and ancient breed.<em> Come run with me, come run as the wild one you are.</em>Pegs barked though Craig could understand her words just as he understood all of her.<br/><br/><em>This is your world too…</em>The irraka ran for a short time  then raced back nipping at the heals of her mate. He knew the form, he understood the form and together with the coats of ancient times they would one more find the truth. For it was there for both of them, the crossroads had been formed once more and this time they were stronger for a reason<br/>