From the Publisher
I'm a sucker for wolves. I'm also a sucker for stories about humans who have telepathic relationships with animals (I especially like wolves--did I mention that?). I'd like to do things like climb sheer cliffs and shoot whitewater rapids, but I'm too scared of them. Tara Harper's Tales of the Wolves allows me to experience all of that vicariously. Too bad the wolf part isn't real--I don't think I'd be scared of that. Then again, Tara tells me wolves can be pretty nasty. And they are wild animals, after all. I guess I'll just stick to reading...
--Shelly Shapiro, Executive Editor
From the Inside Flap
As a wolfwalker, Dion made an ideal border scout. She could experience the woods and mountains through the senses of her companion, the wolf Gray Hishn; even the wild wolves fed her their impressions. And that was how she knew that in the beleaguered lands across the border, something unspeakable was happening. The wolves were fleeing in droves. And those that remained behind had cut Dion off from their packsong. Nothing but their terrible grief and despair leaked through.
Dion knew that time was running out for the people on the other side of the border -- and for wolves everywhere. Her only hope lay with an ancient rite that had remained untested for generations -- the Calling of the wolves!
Storm Runner ANNOTATION
A thrilling new sf adventure in the hit Tales of the Wolves series--by the bestselling author of Wolfwalker. Continuing the exciting saga which integrates telepathy and intelligent beasts, this tale tells of wolfwalker Dion, who must heal the damage when something unspeakable breaks the trust between wolves and humans. Original.
FROM THE PUBLISHER
As a wolfwalker, Dion made an ideal border scout. She could experience the woods and mountains through the senses of her companion, the wolf Gray Hishn; even the wild wolves fed her their impressions. And that was how she knew that in the beleaguered lands across the border, something unspeakable was happening. The wolves were fleeing in droves. And those that remained behind had cut Dion off from their packsong. Nothing but their terrible grief and despair leaked through.
Dion knew that time was running out for the people on the other side of the border and for wolves everywhere. Her only hope lay with an ancient rite that had remained untested for generations the Calling of the wolves!