the great swirling plains.  Wolf packs wondered the plains but his daughter wasn’t among them.  Then the plains ended and a great forest rose from the ground.  Trees past by him as his mind went through the forest.  Then it came to a slowing halt as a glade opened in front of him. Balto felt his heart leap with joy as he spotted his daughter lying there along with her mate Shadow and a few other wolves. 

            “Alue…” he said.  Before him, Alue stirred; her left ear pricked.

            “Don’t awaken her,” Jenna said gently.  “She has a long journey ahead for her and her pack. There are many others who have to be found.”    

            “What do you mean?” he asked.  His breath hit the surface of the pool; braking the image and then Balto felt himself back in the cave.  He shook himself.

            “What more stands in our way in reuniting?” he asked. 

            “We?” asked Jenna. 

            “My daughter and I,” he said.  “My mate, my father who is several species removed, and many others who entered the portal that you created.”

            He recoiled as his aunt snapped at him angrily. “I did not create such a portal! As I told you before I am powerless! Weak! Yet I am a goddess!” 

            The cave almost seemed to shake under the fury of she-wolf.  Balto felt for the first time in the cave fear. 

            “If you want to know who created the portal then you shall have the answer!” cried the goddess, her anger and hatred almost creating a storm within the cave.  “It was Denifence, the same one who banished my sister, Aniu, your dam!  Denifence, the mortal man, who stole my powers, and still has them to this day!”

            Then Jenna sighed deeply and leaned against the cave wall for support.  “Oh my…” she murmured almost painfully.  Her beautiful muzzle was contorted with many emotions.  Was it pain, anger, loss, sadness, disbelief?  Balto did not know.  When he tried to comfort his aunt she shoved him away gently.

            “Leave me…I must be alone,” she said. 

            Balto went back to the pool and looked into its depths.  I wonder…  He began to pool his thought of Jenna and Boris, their looks, memories, and other things.  The waters swirled and then he was flying across the plains, away from When until he reached the end of the plains.  Then something that he assumed wasn’t supposed to happen, happened.

            His mind spilt in two, one began to go east while the other began to go north.  In the cave, Balto cried out in pain and Jenna snapped her head at him.  Upon seeing her nephew crying out in pain and his eyes roll back into his head, she knew what he had tried to do.  Swiftly with goddess speed, she flew at Balto and hit him with such force that he was sent across the cave where he crashed into the hard rock wall.  He slid to the cave floor quite stunned but, surprisingly, unhurt.  In a flash, Jenna was upon him pinning him to the ground. 

            “Never try that again, nephew,” she said, sternly and with warning.  “By doing that would have cost you your life.  If your mind had separated then it would have been impossible for it to come together again.  When far seeing, always pool your thoughts on one person.”

            Just then a voice called from the depths of the cave.  “Sister...”

            Jenna jumped off Balto and eyed the dark depths of the cave with weariness.

            “Aniu?” she called out. 

            A flash of white light exploded in front of Jenna and Balto forcing the two to look away.  Then the light faded and Aniu, the white wolf, dam of Balto, stood before them.  Jenna backed away, almost fearfully.  Aniu spoke,

            “What is it that you fear?”  Her voice was just as beautiful as his aunt’s and then Balto remembered that both were sisters.   Aniu spoke again,

            “Come, sister, what is it that you fear?”  Jenna shook her head wearily her aurora colored eyes filled with many emotions: fear, happiness, loss, depression, and many others. Then the white wolf turned to her son. 

            “Balto…my son,” she embraced him and held him. Balto felt memories fly before his eyes the moment he touched her white coat:  a brown pup racing with other pups, the feeling of comfort, safety, and happiness, sadness when one of his sisters, white as his dam, who was killed by a fox, his anger for the fox, his sudden fear of his mother when she attacked and killed the fox, comfort and grief afterwards, the sudden disappearance of his father and then three other brothers, his fright when his mother went to hunt and never came back, his confidence when he chose to look after himself, his ravenous hunger after five days of hunger, his delight when he came upon a goose, his shock when he discovered he had not the strength to do anything, his thankfulness when the goose took pity on him and raised him as his “chick”, his joy when he met Jenna, his anger and jealousy for Steele, his happiness when he received friendship with Jenna.

            But as soon as Aniu pulled back, the memories stopped; leaving Balto with many emotions running across his face.  Aniu touched her nose to his.

            “My son, I know there are many questions in your mind, and few can be answered at this moment in time.  But there are others who know of the power that you just tried to do.”

            Balto started at this.  “You are talking of Alue and Nava, aren’t you?” he asked. 

            The white wolf nodded. 

            “All you have to do is—“

            “Believe,” ended Balto.  His mother nodded then turned as her sister walked up to them. 

            “Sister,” Jenna said, and then she broke down and hugged Aniu with sisterly love.  “I missed you…”

            “So did I,” said Aniu.  Then she broke away.  “But I come here with urgent news which could change the fate of those here.”

            “What is it?” asked both Balto and Jenna in allusion. 

            “Shade is here.” 

            Jenna looked at her sister unknowing what she was talking about, but Balto’s eyes widened.

            “Are you sure?”

            “Positive.”

            Jenna stepped in.  “Who is this Shade?” she asked.  Balto gave her a brief explanation of the dark wolf.

            He then faced his mother.  “Where is he?”

            “He is in a land called Tiangor and has made an alliance with the Immortal who is Mortal, better known as Denifence.”

            Jenna started at the mention of the dark lord’s name. “What is he planning?” she asked. Aniu shook her head. 

            “Denifence, from the time I was here was powerful enough to block any way of seeing him, even from us.  Now that five hundred years have passed, I believe he is five times one hundred much more powerful then when we last met.  Now that Shade and Denifence have formed an alliance, the two can do destructive things to those of the living.”

            “Sister,” said Jenna.  “Now that you have returned is it possible for you to take any form that you wish?  Perhaps you could aid the races of Man, the Elves, or the Wolves.”

            Aniu shook her head.  “No, I’m afraid not.  I am cursed to remain in wolf

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