Blackbeak Bluff And I'll never be alone

"I am not sure about staying, but sure - I can walk with you," Wraen agreed, getting to her feet and following Sequoia's lead towards Drageda, eager to see, where this mysterious pack was located. And, who knew, maybe, when she had made up her mind of, what she wanted to do with her life, this could be it. The kind of home that would fit her perfectly. 

"Speaking about those imaginary beasts... keep in mind that they are real as long as you believe them to be such," she began, choosing her words carefully. "Our minds do not always generate straight-forward ideas, often, when they lack the right sources, they use other and create an approximate reflection of that idea or a metaphor of that thought," she was getting in deep waters, but she wanted to give Sequoia something that would help her deal with such fear as she had had earlier from talking about the cat-vampire. 

"As a simple example... I have slight difficulties seeing clearly in the distance and few days ago I was in the fields and was perplexed by a dark object carried by the wind. The first impression was that it was something very alive and possibly dangerous. A ghost was the second guess and I was afraid as well," she laughed, "but, when I inspected it, it was still an odd object, but nothing alive or that could threaten me. The moral of the story or any other, do not be quick at making assumptions, be smart, do your own investigation and form your own opinion. Fear can't touch you, if your mind is clear."