A Soothing Nightmare. Part 2. (a night during the hunt for Celestial)
Erenya, the little girl, in the Dreamworld, still dressed in either the screeching colourful clothes of the Tuatha’an or in a novice dress, sometimes in the dress of the Accepted. She stood silently playing with a dagger. A dagger sometimes floating in the weaves of air she played with as well.
Erenya was still a child. She would always be a child.
On Erenyas right side stood a wolf, a black wolf with one yellow eye and one green. Alert and on guard. Lunara was her name, not very wolf like but, dear Lucian had named her. She was the cold and cunning one, the guardian. Lunara was essentially the Mother, the one who protected this pack, and to some extent, it’s allies.
On Erenyas left side stood another black creature silently. It was enormous. These creatures were usually about the size of a small horse… but this one, this one was easily twice as big, this creature was Misty, the Darkhound.
Misty, who hungered, whose greatest joy was destruction and... sweets.
Slightly behind, lurking in the shadows, watching, with ears twitching, the predator.
Valkyrie, the cat, tiny almost kitten size. Her coat was a shining grey, like silver, with black stripes forming intricate patterns on her body. Her eyes, green and piercing.
She was unpredictable, vicious, sly and always hunting for new game, or shiny, pretty things to chase.
Valkyrie was the Wild Cat and as the wild cat she walked by herself and all places where all the same and alike to her.
Although, tonight they were all quite interested in what stirred deeper into the shadows… deep into that darkness that seemed to envelope them, caress them, moving, breathing.
There had been a voice in there…
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