Kehor is lost, not knowing the time, land, season, or year. On he traveled hunting as a wolf, climbing trees as a man to sleep. For a year he did this, from 511 AV to 512 AV. That was until found the wolf pack of the north of Alvadas.
At first, he was cautions and frightened. He followed the back from afar, staying hidden, hiding behind trees, staying in the dark. Then he got the courage to transform into a wolf and join. At first, they rejected him, shunned him, ignored him. That is until the pack leader came up and "inspected" him.
It saw the armband that was pressed high on the foreleg. The leader gave a earsplitting cry and they all charged Kehor. Away he ran, knowing his life depended on him finding a town. The chase seemed like it took hours, jumping over logs, ducking under branched, leaping left and right around trees.
On and on until he saw Alvadas's large stone wall. Putting on a quick burst of speed, he ran, faster then he had ever before. The pack left at the sight of the town.
Just before arriving at the city, Kehor just barely escapes an arrow that would have killed him. He was very tired so he could not run from the guards shooting at him. As fast as he could, he transformed, back into human. At the end of the change he faints from sheer exhaustion, just as an arrow buries itself and inch from his head.
When the city guards saw him transform, they stopped firing and open the gate to get him and revive him from the run.