Chapter 16

Instead, Ash dressed me in a shirt and britches. The human clothes were hard and scratchy, I wasn’t sure I liked them. What I did like, was that they smelled faintly of him, and soap. The clothes were far too big for me, so Ash wound a soft belt of leather at my waist, and that was good enough. I’d never worn clothes, but it was necessary to stop from feeling cold.

At night, we slept in Ash’s bed and kept each other warm. One night, when the moon was particularly strong, a little magic must have found me as I slept. I wasn’t sure what happened, but somehow my claws grew sharp, and after gripping him to me, Ash was left with bloody scratches all over his back. I was distraught to have hurt him, and changed myself into a mouse to hide in the corner of the cabin.

Ash assured me he was fine, he even had ointments to heal scratches, he said.

“But I hurt you,” I squeaked.

“Wulfie, it’s not that bad. They are barely grazes. Come here, please.”