#Chapter 353 – New Paths

Tony…floats. He blinks in and out of consciousness, seeing flashes of the world beneath, between, and around him. Sometimes he’s awake for a few moments or more, and then he starts to panic – because where…where is he? Where is he in space, in time but also…where is he? His body? His…his mind? His wolf? Tony panics, searching for him - But something like a soft hand comes to stroke over his brow, and he relaxes, and his eyes close and he’s gone again. Floating still – almost aimless, but always drawn by some current towards some…place. “Oh no,” says a voice, cheerful as a spring morning, soft and lovely as a running stream. “I’m not done with you yet.” The yank is physical and Tony gasps as something pulls him by the back of the neck, almost as if he is a pup being pulled up by his scruff. He spins and then, somehow, is placed on his feet… Even though there is no ground. Tony takes a moment to steady himself, his arms spread wide at his side, finding his balance.