Keeper of the crescent

Kira's POV

After the intense training earlier that day, I went back home, thinking about my spar with Damien and the sudden surge of energy that had enveloped Me.

I hoped that Ryker would be able to find something about my lineage. Hopefully, that might explain a lot of things.

I lay restless in my bed; my body was aching, and my mind was refusing to be quiet. When sleep finally claimed me, it was nothing but peaceful; it was far from peaceful.

My dreams pulled me into a strange, otherworldly forest bathed in the soft, silver glow of a crescent moon. Shadows moved between the trees, there were echoes of distant howling. The sounds sent chills through my spine.

I felt drawn to and, at the same time, wary of the figure surrounding my dark, wolf-like forms with glowing eyes. The dream felt too vivid to be mere imagination, as though it carried a message I was meant to uncover.