Noah stirred to waking and found himself alone. Blinking he wondered where his werewolf friend had gone. Getting up, he tugged his sneakers back on beneath his feet and his sweatshirt over himself as he left his sleeping back. "Alpha?" he whispered to the wood, not sure if she was somewhere hiding. He wished he knew her name.
Noah wandered for what seemed a few minutes, but in that time, he found himself further and further from camp, and no matter how much he turned, he couldnt find his way. He gulped, feeling a fear well up inside him, only for a voice to speak behind him.
"Hello little human." Turning he saw a girl not much older than him, but with black hair and eyes, wearing clothes like out of a renaissance faire but modern sneakers.
"Oh! You starteld me. Im lost...and I'm looking for a friend."
"You mean the Alpha Moonclaw? I can take you to her," She smiled slyly. "I am a friend of the Dragon she is going to."
"Is that her name?" he asked breathless.
She nodded, "It is. She's being helped by the dragon now, and I can help you too, if you like...."
"Really how?"