If I stopped to think about it, I might think this wolf was weird. What was he doing rolling around in a pile of leaves that stuck to his ugly fur anyways? Nothing could meet the perfection that was the embodiment of my child - my glorious Nike! Even I did not compare. It was only Zeus's genes that had exalted him. Ever since birth I have been less than - less than anything. Ever. Last. That was the whole purpose of my name, bequeathed to me by my father who hadn't wanted a daughter.

The whole sum of my existence had coalesced into one single thing of matter - Nike.

Now I stared frantically at this wolf and I thought... what if he never had existed? What if he was a figment of my imagination? Seline had stalked me through the curse she had placed upon me, I was certain of it, but that Meryl wolf had said he would help me. That it was all in my head. My eyes start to water of their own accord as panic sets in. I almost break down right then.

"YOU LIAR!" Suddenly I am screaming at him. Oh wait, I was before too. Hmm, well. I crowd into him, flaring up and snarling down at him. I'm not very good at fighting but he is small and seems scared so I take advantage of it. I think Zeus would be proud of me. That my son would be proud of me. His memory makes me pause and wilt before this male. "I need him," I wail in despair, tail suddenly tucking between my legs as my words become a howl of sorrow.

"Please, I need him," I say, glancing around and then back at Coriander. He was the first wolf I saw in my haste and because of that, he was now the one I had latched on to. Lucky him.

I jolt away from him then back, pacing oddly with a low whimper on my lips as I squeeze my eyes shut hard and then they flash open. Maybe I was crazy so I couldn't know for certain but THIS wolf COULD help me. I spin back to him with my frenzied expression. "Come with me. I need your help." Then I turn and bound away, pausing to glance back with a fierce expression. "COME ON!" I scream at him, if he doesn't move or if I think he is moving too slow, and then I race towards my den.

Maybe... maybe I could get this man to sniff and make sure that Nike was real. Then... then I could find him.