[Like every night, there's a wolf in her dreams. He stays at the edges of her awareness as she walks in the Fade, is always gone when she tries to look directly at him, but he's always there and she hates it even as she welcomes the brief moments of peace she finds when he's near. Tonight he seems restless, he growls low and quiet and sets her on edge and she doesn't understand what could possibly be different-
Until she's torn from sleep by the sound of someone in her bedroom. She sits up quickly, but she's unbalanced with only one hand to grip the sheets for purchase. She doesn't sleep with a weapon, but she's a mage. She doesn't need to, and when she brings her hand up and lightning crackles along her palm, she's ready to electrocute whoever may be there.
But in the purple light her magic gives off, she spots a familiar face and frowns in confusion.]
You-
[Another wolf, this one traded for the one that stalked her in her dreams, and she's not sure which makes less sense.]
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Until she's torn from sleep by the sound of someone in her bedroom. She sits up quickly, but she's unbalanced with only one hand to grip the sheets for purchase. She doesn't sleep with a weapon, but she's a mage. She doesn't need to, and when she brings her hand up and lightning crackles along her palm, she's ready to electrocute whoever may be there.
But in the purple light her magic gives off, she spots a familiar face and frowns in confusion.]
You-
[Another wolf, this one traded for the one that stalked her in her dreams, and she's not sure which makes less sense.]