The Sunspire voidwalker

Red, that is what the mountains were coated with this night. Fear and death plagues Rain at the sight of it. Her breath sporadically forces its way in and out of her lungs in panic, the sounds of war fill her ears. All she can see is the bodies of her fallen pack mates laying on the ground before her. Tipping her nose to the sky, a howl filled with terror and pain rips its way through her aching chest, echoing among the cliffs.

She starts running, going to no specific place, but fleeing from the past that has melded into the present. Voices follow her break neck pace, taunting her, calling her, blaming her. She closes her eyes, whine after heart breaking whine bleeding from her muzzle. Stop! She silently screams to the voices.Tipping her nose up again she cries out, "Help!" Blackness envelopes her, taking away the fear and pain as she pass out.

Moments later, she comes too, her heart still beating madly against its prison within her chest. Crawling to her paws, she fearfully glances around, her body shaking. Slowly, she walks through the mountain and soon glances a group of shadows looking up at the blood red moon. Her breathing picks up again and she inches closer. The scent of Amekaze breaks her from her panic and she rushes forward. "Amekaze!" She desperately calls out, needing to feel safe, needing to know her past is far away.