• I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.

    Maggie Stiefvater: I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.
    Maggie Stiefvater (2009). “Shiver”, p.24, Scholastic Inc.