“Well, that was odd.” Frevelthan blinked and tried to keep his mind straight as the last bits of the magical forces dissipated.

“Hmm.” Thelivna seemed confused and looked around, not suffering as much from dizziness than her husband. “This was not exactly what I had in mind.”

“Yes, if you want to use a light expression. Remember what I was just saying about teleportation being risky? I'm lucky nothing worse happened. I would have rather walked.”

“Now, now.” Thelivna sighed. “Let's not argue about this.” What is done is done.” She bowed her head in shame. “I promise to be a little bit more careful. You're right, we could have ended up in a terrible accident.”

“Ah, it's nothing. Let's not worry about the past.” Frevelthan smiled. “A nice day in the woods, and it's not even raining!”

“Right!” Thelivna smiled widely, and Frevelthan was happy that she could rediscover her cheerfulness as easily as usual. “So – we have to figure out where we are and how to get back home”, Thelivna said.

Frevelthan gathered up himself – and his wits – and looked around. “We're probably in northern woods somewhere. That looks like the Fangs–“ he pointed to the eastern mountains, “–and that there is Thonen-I'oten's Peak. We might as well walk. The road isn't far away, after all, and I'm sure someone with a cart will take us with them to Frathergren, and from there, it's an easy to get to Nothross.”

“Oh! What's going on?” Thelivna stood still, suddenly worried. She was about to panic, but controlled herself well and looked around.

“I don't know. It seems like some sort of beast is heading this way.” Frevelthan was a little bit worried to stay here without any weapons at all. But this creature luckily didn't seem harmful – at least it didn't seem harmful yet.

A lupine creature appeared from behind the trees. It streaked across the air, frolicked among the trees, rolled about as it flew, floating several feet above the brushes. It made no sound at all, but the two elves easily noticed it anyway due to the way it flowed through the magical field. Even if it had not been seen by folk attuned to magic, the creature was, either way, simply too cute to go unnoticed.

The creature flew to face Frevelthan, and an expression that seemed to indicate nothing but sheer happiness spread on its face. The creature floated before them and wagged its tail. It was all the creature had: a wolf's head and a wolf's tail.

“Oh!” Frevelthan gasped. “I have not seen these creatures for a long time. It is good to know they have not disappeared!”

The wolfiloid smiled and sped back the way it came, disappearing in the woods and left the two elves with a happy memory.