[IRIS POV]
I made my way back, my stomach growling with hunger while my throat grew parched with thirst. I had transformed into my wolf after she recovered somewhat after that unsettling encounter with Rick, but I still felt her unease. She was also very unhappy with my lack of food and water, grumbling all the while as she ran as fast as she could.
'I know it's hard, just a bit further,' I tried to cajole her. 'You're the best, strongest wolf ever.'
'Don't try this crap on me. Do you think I'm so easily fooled?' she complained. 'I'm your only wolf!'
'You just need to cover at least two-thirds of the distance. I'll walk the rest of the way so no Ashbourne scouts will discover you,' I pleaded.
That was the agreement. But before we even reached the agreed distance, my wolf threw in the proverbial towel, her tongue panting in exhaustion due to thirst. Our last water source was back at the lake.
'I need a drink.'
