Gwalchmai sprinted for the stones as the wolves raced into the circle.

The eight wolves raced across the square, their howls clashing with the screams of their intended victims.

Compelled by every instinct in him to fight, the wolf raced forward to meet the attacker.

But the wolf turned and raced back into the darkness, and quick as that the eyes were gone.

The wolves raced on, but they were already far away and falling back steadily, like snowflakes drifting across the surface of the icy field.

The wolves raced after him.

As Wolf got close to Racer, the young stallion actually slowed down a bit until the wolf passed him and raced ahead.

Prologue Dark as the night and fleet of foot, the wolf raced under a hunter's moon.

The wolf raced through the woods, as if trying to outrun the night.

They were still being harassed by the birds, and now the wolves and boars raced into the attack.