Hushed Willows “I Get Around” — The Beach Boys

Nephele was back to chewing on her lip as she listened, before taking a pen to her own story and erasing half the details.

“I was born somewhere called Cloudmirror Manor, left when I was old enough, helped make a pack called the Monkshood..” She swallowed. Trying to put up the appearance that it hurt her to think about, when really she was panicking over what to do next, before breathing out a shaky sigh.

“Left a few months ago. Difference of opinion between me and the leader.” That was an understatement.

“So now I’m here. With you. Talking.”