A short transformation fantasy “Elder Vann?” “Yes, child?” “How old were you the first time Aru spoke to you?” He gave me one of those kindly smiles. The ones that mean he’s about to tell me how wrong I am. “I have felt her presence my whole life, but the wolf has no voice, not as you and I would understand.” Somewhere behind my shoulder, Aru scoffed. “Like hell I don’t.