The steep sides of the mountain corridor had ceased their indecisive groaning and were now letting loose rocks of all sizes, including boulders down upon anything that dared to cross the gap between them.
This, unfortunately, included Drake. The wolf dashed back in the direction he came, fear coursing through his body, 'This mountain pass is more than ten times my father's age. Why now? I should have run as soon as the gorge started grumbling… What was I thinking standing around?' the prince mentally yelled. His wolf took the reins and got a hold of his muscles completely against the prince's permission.
This wasn't to make him run faster as he'd thought though… The black wolf suddenly jerked to the left and at the last possible moment as well.