04-23-2025, 11:57 AM
Elyse finally arrived in the same glade that Stinging Nose had been in. The wolf had stayed here, images were sent to her of a man, golden eyed and armed, now following her. Her lips curled into a snarl. The fact that this man seemed to be hunting her brought back memories. Memories still fresh of her father; her father who couldn't see past her golden eyes to love his only child. A father who's dedication to a secret society was stronger than his bond with his daughter.
Anger rose within her, but it wasn't the anger of the wolf. Elyse found herself glad that Anna had helped her discover what family meant again. She was glad she had Kallisti, Nox's brood, and Rachel. Her thoughts went to Rachel, a girl who was still hurting from her own demons. It was Rachel who kept the wolf at bay. Regardless, the anger was still there. With a thought her clothes shifted to her hunting gear - all black. Her Desert Eagle lay at her side and her crossbow appeared in her hands with a quiver of bolts on her back. They were manifestations of the dream, and even though she no longer had access to them in the waking world, they felt comfortable in her hands.
Elyse turned so she was no longer being chased. She would meet her follower head on. Stinging Nose came to her side and together they shifted. She appeared and saw him. Her own golden eyes stared into his. Elyse's face showed anger, but her weapon was not aimed at the other. Instead she held it in a defensive posture. She didn't want to fight, and she certainly didn't want to fight here. She sent an image to Stinging Nose, telling him to run if he raised the gun. Stinging Nose on the other hand was sending images to the newcomer, telling him not to shoot.
"Do. Not. Hunt. Me." Elyse finally said to the man, accentuating every word. Being hunted would be scary for anyone. For Elyse, it was an emotional trigger.
Anger rose within her, but it wasn't the anger of the wolf. Elyse found herself glad that Anna had helped her discover what family meant again. She was glad she had Kallisti, Nox's brood, and Rachel. Her thoughts went to Rachel, a girl who was still hurting from her own demons. It was Rachel who kept the wolf at bay. Regardless, the anger was still there. With a thought her clothes shifted to her hunting gear - all black. Her Desert Eagle lay at her side and her crossbow appeared in her hands with a quiver of bolts on her back. They were manifestations of the dream, and even though she no longer had access to them in the waking world, they felt comfortable in her hands.
Elyse turned so she was no longer being chased. She would meet her follower head on. Stinging Nose came to her side and together they shifted. She appeared and saw him. Her own golden eyes stared into his. Elyse's face showed anger, but her weapon was not aimed at the other. Instead she held it in a defensive posture. She didn't want to fight, and she certainly didn't want to fight here. She sent an image to Stinging Nose, telling him to run if he raised the gun. Stinging Nose on the other hand was sending images to the newcomer, telling him not to shoot.
"Do. Not. Hunt. Me." Elyse finally said to the man, accentuating every word. Being hunted would be scary for anyone. For Elyse, it was an emotional trigger.