Emberwood We saw brilliance when the world was asleep

He bristled, raven guard hairs standing on edge, as he stared wide-eyed into the darkness. Time seemed to creep by, yet his heart thrummed almost painfully in his ears as adrenaline courses his veins, preparing him to flee.

Talion was not expecting the ghostly figure who appeared before him, striding through the mist and into the moonlight. He sucked in a sharp breath as his frosty eyes met a pair of eerily obsidian orbs upon a pallid face. Unable to look away, the boy simply continued to gaze at this unsettling hybrid, unsure how to react other than to gawk at her.

Silence remains, and his fearful blue eyes never shift from her impossibly dark eyes against the whitest face he'd ever seen. Throat dry and, finding himself unable to even swallow, the ashen youth backs away carefully before springing to the side and galloping right past the eery wolfess, disappearing into the darkness from which she had come with zero intention of looking back.