The shifting of shape grew upon her as she grew. As slow and stealthy as a polecat stalking a vole. A twitch of long ears, as yet unseen. The sudden thump of a powerful hind-leg, hers yet not yet hers. The sleekening of the flank. A change in the smell of the earth and the scents on the wind. And then it was fully upon her and she was Hare. Silver Hare – that most magical of all shape-shifters. Loveday Gwynne is a shapeshifter. When she transforms into Hare, she is full of joy, running and leaping through the grass on the moors, a silver hare with a special connection to the silver moon. But as a girl, she must be quiet and stay unnoticed, because the old magic of the shapeshifters is no longer trusted in the village of Penros. The new Elder of Penros is determined both to rid the village of Shapeshifters and to mine the cliffs below for gold, something forbidden by the old magic.