Nothing More To Tell

There was no reason for any of the wolves on Fenmyre’s island to fear, at least the ranked wolves. Siren mostly tried to shut out the existence of her brother’s slave pens. He was their protector, and Siren would never try to persuade his opinion. Cerberus showed no hesitation in anything he did, he was unafraid of any challenge she set before him. Siren was quite proud of the boy. Especially now as he opened up to her about the unnatural, about his own inherited abilities. He could hear them, but couldn’t make out the words they spoke.

The boy wasn’t deterred though, he focused for a long moment, and followed his statement with the general feeling behind what he heard. Something was coming, they were warning him something was coming. "I wonder what it means,” Siren commented softly, having no premonitions to add to his own. Her own slights of vision were silent.

"Siren Primrose Klein"