Later that night the party had come to another clearing where they would end their journey for the day.
They set their tents up again while Aiden lit the fire with a snap of his fingers.
Once the flames were crackling steadily Aiden called out, "Come to me, Shadow."
The four-foot black dire wolf materialized from thin air and its form solidified until it stood before him with its eyes glowing purple light.
Aiden pointed toward the edge of the clearing. "Keep watch," he said simply.
Shadow barked once in acknowledgment and turned to sprint into the darkness beyond the camp. It moved almost silently despite its size.
Aiden chose to use his messenger because he didn't want to rely on his dragon's sight. Which would in turn reduce how fast his dragon's curse was growing.
Atleast until he found balance with his humanity and the dragon's instincts.
Laela looked up from where she'd been unpacking supplies and her eyes widened. "Was that a messenger?" she asked.
