weaving stardust

Siren finally felt like she was whole again, the moment she placed her dainty little paws on the familiar sand of her island. Relief spread through her as the wind played with her long fur and the winter chill wrapped around her. The young Klein was finally home and she had no intention of going anywhere. Her turmoil was through and she could make her home here. She wasn’t completely sure what happened between Venom and Chimera, but whatever it was Siren was grateful. She had her island. She had a permanent place and her brother wouldn’t let anyone take her or the island away.

There was only one wolf she could count on and it was Chimera. He provided for her and protected her like no one else could. Siren would keep him patched up while she began to build her apothecary. After what Cicero taught her she would expand and begin to experiment with her visions. Mostly to bolster Chimera and any future endeavors he put his mind to. Perhaps she could even grow her own influence…

She was allowing her mind to get ahead of her though. The tiny long furred girl walked quietly along the beach, the day was nearing the evening and the sky was fully grayed. It was hardly a beautiful day but spring would return eventually.