I have the dreaded writer's block! Aggh. Might be a while lol.

Sister? Staar looked around.
Tymber tried to speak, but wasn't able to. Her mouth groped for speech. S-Staar? And there it was. Not speech, but mind-speech. The same type of words that Staar sound.
Sister, you have made it! You are one with the wolf! Staar exclaimed.
She felt his excitement. It was almost as if the excitement was hers; but she also felt cold. These feelings mixing together made her feel like vomiting.
Why do you feel that way? Staar asked.
She ignored his question and broke free from the link. Something was there. Something wasn't right. She looked closely at the link once more. And saw something interesting. A second link. She touched it for only one second and was pulled in. She looked around. No -- the butcher looked around. He felt her presence. After seeing no one, he scratched his stomach and rested again. He lay in his sleeping skins beside a woman. Tymber didn't want to see who it was. But she didn't break free either. She waited. The butcher turned to look, and his eyes rested on eyes of grey. The eyes broke through the butcher's and stared right into Tymber's. Tymber pulled back and felt the link pop. She stared into the blackness of her mind, and with all of her power, pushed her will onto the link until it diminshed. She felt her mind breathe with the suspension and death of it. Her mind eased and she went back to Staar's link -- and stopped. Something else. It was light; barely there. It was odd though. She tried to break into it but it pushed her away and made her inner self buckle. It was shielded. She saw how it stayed connected to Staar. So she made her way into Staar's mind again. Staar felt her.
Sister? Where did you go before? He asked.
Not now, Tymber mindspoke.
She dug into his mind and reeled at his confused lash. Her mind flew and she dizzied. She pushed harder and stared into his own blackness. There was the tiny link, barely visible. Staar pushed against her with his shields. She pushed harder and grabbed hold of the link. She quickly tugged the link and felt herself flow through the blackness so fast that she saw lights. And she regained her stillness. She looked around. Her vision was impaired. No, she saw through eyes that were set differently than hers. The head moved. It looked around. Tymber saw the flow of black hide as the creature spinned. Seabring!