What Is Wrong With Me?

[Sierra]

Tenzin was with her and she felt better now that she was not alone. But Tristan was still missing, still not communicating. His wallet was not picking up, going straight to voicemail now -- probably dead. Which meant that he was likely dead or someplace he couldn't charge it. Sierra hoped for the latter, but her mind kept going back to the what if he's dead.

During the night she scoured the dream for him. Tenzen offering to help, and also tend to Never's exuberance. Sierra looked for any sign of him, but between the lake, and where they'd been in the past Sierra couldn't find him. He was lost to her and her mind reeled through the endless possibilities of doom. The wolves scoured for him.

It hadn't been long enough to contact the authorities, and what would she say, he went into the water and never came back?

A familiar voice echoed through the dream as she searched. Her ears perked as if she were a wolf and she cocked her head to the side. Had that been Elyse?

Sierra followed the noise and in one large leap was standing in view of her friend. There was a tinge of guilt and pain on her mind but Elyse smelled of pain and sadness and like her world was ending.

"Elyse? What's wrong?"