As a few long days passed by, Reika soon became more familiar with more and more of the pack. She was starting to feel at home here.


She sat there looking at the sky, the multiple shades of nocturne blues were littered with brilliantly sparkling flecks in the sky, glittering stars. How a simple night here, seemed like heaven, so peaceful.


It was quite a stark difference compared to her nights in Malothorn where Rival Lycan clans threatened to come in the night and steal all newborns, rape and kill the women and slaughter the men. There was no safe night, no relaxing night and definately no peace, but at least she HAD family. She had bloodlines that ran deep, with living generations that fought off all the others and tried to keep peace. But all the good had to run out sooner or later. There was always evil lurking and waiting for the most opportune time.


Tonight she stayed in her human form. She realized she could think more clearly without her wolf instincts getting in the way. She was in her room now, still in her black satin and lace corset and the crimson velvet skirt.

She was currently sitting on the edge of window, the stone cold against her skin, making her feel well aware of her living body as it shivered in the cold of the night. She had her feet up and her knees tucked into her chest and her arms around her knees, holding her body together as if it were to spring apart if she didn't clutch it so tightly. She looked out to the snow covered ground and sighed. It was winter, but it seemed it was winter only a little bit ago, had the year gone by so quickly?


There was so much in her head right now that she just wanted to get answers for everything. She was now a member of the Blood Moon Pack. She now had another family. But why didn't she feel like family to anyone? She closed her eyes listening to the emptiness of winter and the howling of the wind. It sounded so peaceful as if singing to the dead.

"If only the dead could hear my sorrow, a sorrow I freely sing, a poetic plea to ends one life, Done by the edge of ones arrow. Softly now, I beg of you to end my bout of strife, to sing to me a new song, a song that sets me free." ::She sang into the night, an ancient song of suffering, the melody seemed beautiful and serene, yet it was very sad.


When she finished the song she sat there and shivered again. What she would give right now for someone to hold her. Her be there for her, to warm her the way her cloak couldn't and to speak to her with love and touch her lovingly. She let her head fall, realizing this would never happen. She could never trust anyone enough to make that work.


It was getting much too late to stay up any longer, the moon was threatening to disappear into the horizon as the sun began to peek in a new day. She would sleep in, yet another good day. Reika carefully let go of the grip around her legs and let her legs fall into the room as she stood up and stretched yawning. She undresssed slowly looking at herself in the mirror, inspecting herself. At least she only had a few scars on her body that gave away her past. She let down her hair and brushed it as she sat on her bed in the nude, watching herself in the mirror as if she didn't know who it was in the mirror.


"Oh how much you have changed. Inside, and Out." She looked to her reflection in dismay. "Your brother would be so ashamed of what you have done..." ::She scowled at herself in the mirror and hissed:: "You don't understand what you speak of... You are heartless and you have not lived what I have lived......" Enraged, Reika threw the brush at her reflection's head, causing the mirror to shatter into many shards. Reika just sat there, stunned. Was she going insane? What just happened?



She took a deep breath looked out into the night and slipped into bed, she had the hardest time going to sleep that night but finally sleep crept upon her and closed her eyes, to escape this mundane world and let her drift into the world of dreams.


Another night, Another day