
In the air, the scent of glory... When his sept is slowly decimated by a mysterious epidemic known only as the "Snow Plague", Peter Ward, Glass Walker Garou from Toronto, embarks on a desperate search for the cure. His quest takes him into the lush and dangerous forests of the Amazon. Caught between the devious plot of Pentex and the mistrust of Amazonian Garou, his only hope is to find a single flower, both the carrier and the cure for the devastating plague. It is a race against time as Pentex, the creator of the plague, hunts for Peter and his fellow Garou.
Author

Don lives with his partner in Toronto, surrounded by gadgets, spice jars, and too many books. No, I don’t normally refer to myself in the third person. That’s the official author bio from the back of my most recent books. You want some other trivia? I’m a fan of the serial comma. I’m a huge fan of breakfast cereal. I own one (and only one) stuffed animal—a Highland cow from Edinburgh named “Ewan MooGregor.” I love Edinburgh and London—other large cities visited in the UK include Bath and Plymouth. I’ve also been to Cheddar where I ate a really good cheese sandwich. I like cheese, especially hard and blue cheeses (Mmmm. Stilton.). I look terrible in hats with the exception (for unknown reasons) of a few ball caps of particular colour and design. I look good in rugby shirts, but don’t really own any as I neither play rugby nor follow the sport enough to feel honest buying the shirt of any particular team. I don’t play or follow soccer either, but that didn’t stop me from choosing a “shirt team” in the last World Cup, wearing their shirt, and cheering for them in pubs. Go Netherlands! To quote Paul S. Kemp, “Mmm. Beer.” I have seriously considered buying a kilt. Update March 2008: The kilt has been bought! Kilt, cow, and fondness for Edinburgh aside, I’m not Scottish. More to come, I’m sure!