A kiss had never been so sweet

The chill surrounded her along with a subtle fog that danced and materialized before her. Blue and lavender eyes widened and watched as the fog took the form of a dark woman. Reminiscent of Theory, her mother, and great grandmother Rhythm. Like some kind of apparition of her mind. She’s jaw dropped slightly, confused and uncertain to say the least and nearly frightened as the voice of the fog touched her ears.

Like a voice reaching back through the past. Shae’s little heart clenched for the wolves that had loved and lost the dear woman before her. Despite her fright, there was no animosity or maliciousness coming from the spirit before her.

The humor that Shae would be called little anything was looked over as she was overwhelmed with the reality of what she was seeing. ”Shae Destruction.” She answered just as softly, almost afraid to utter her own question. ”Who are you, spirit?” Shae finally asked.