The Sign of Laclaw
PROLOGUE
Stormy clouds billowed relentlessly overhead as Laclaw made her way around the sticks, stones, and tree trunks on the forest floor. The underbrush was thick here, but that didn’t bother her at all. The most urgent matter at hand was to find her friend. Zelduria had been gone for half an hour already and Laclaw was already concerned. She wondered where Zelduria was and if she was in the area. Her bluish-black panther ears twitched and swiveled every which way as she strained to hear the faintest whisper of leaves or footsteps. The fierce wind howled like a pack of howling wolves drowning out every single