05-26-2019, 05:49 PM
Sierra accepted her place by the fire. Though she was used to sleeping without it, she enjoyed the smell and sound of it. It reminded her of times long since gone. The pungent scent of the smoke remind her of her lost wolf, and her brother before that. Oddly enough a new pup curled up against her and there was another wolf in her life. She'd found pack, but Elyse and Marta weren't like this. It was nice being understood but this was pack - sharing and outside not cooped up in some city between four walls.
Tristan asked about other brothers and sisters but she didn't know how many of them suffered. Or what Tristan considered suffering. When Sierra was locked away in the bowels of the earth in an iron boat under ground she had not been kin. Her eyes hadn't changed until her father had let them out. And then it was almost like magic the world grew bigger all at once.
The camera only facilitated that. Sierra glanced at the man who was now pack - more than family. The wolves had accepted them. And she hoped they'd tell her more of this strange thing, but right now she was concerned for Tristan. His need to fix things troubled her.
"The dream can find some. Most of us hide what we are. There are people who hunt us. Kill us because of our golden eyes and the dream and the speaking with wolves. What they call a curse is but our gift." Sierra didn't mention that she knew two such people - both tied to the kin - one of the kin, the other a parent of the kin. They were different. But Sierra was 100% certain to Tristan they would be the enemy.
Tristan asked about other brothers and sisters but she didn't know how many of them suffered. Or what Tristan considered suffering. When Sierra was locked away in the bowels of the earth in an iron boat under ground she had not been kin. Her eyes hadn't changed until her father had let them out. And then it was almost like magic the world grew bigger all at once.
The camera only facilitated that. Sierra glanced at the man who was now pack - more than family. The wolves had accepted them. And she hoped they'd tell her more of this strange thing, but right now she was concerned for Tristan. His need to fix things troubled her.
"The dream can find some. Most of us hide what we are. There are people who hunt us. Kill us because of our golden eyes and the dream and the speaking with wolves. What they call a curse is but our gift." Sierra didn't mention that she knew two such people - both tied to the kin - one of the kin, the other a parent of the kin. They were different. But Sierra was 100% certain to Tristan they would be the enemy.