Falling Lessons - Fight Training

It is twilight, the moment in the day that must pass so that stars may shine through. Andromeda slowly walks around the col, stopping here and there to watch wolves go about their chores with a silent intensity that one her age might not normally have. Standing close enough to the firepit to watch a wolf feed logs into the fire it while still remaining a safe enough distance away, the purple pup’s head suddenly snaps around at the sound of a call.

Without a word, without even glancing back, Andy trots off, pondering what her brother and the stranger have in store for her. It doesn’t take long for the purple pup to arrive at the make-shift training area, ears swiveling to catch the soft sounds of the bats that fly overhead while her pale blue eyes inspect the numerous pelts spread around the boulders.

Looking to where the pale wolf, her brother, and sister are, Andromeda quickly moves to join her siblings. Ah, Dread. The only one of littermates that seems to appreciate the subtle art of silence as much as her. However, where Dread can lack emotion when looking at someone, Andy is the opposite, her eyes sometimes showing too much of what she feels.

With a gentle smile to the small, pale woman, Dread, and Vanta, the purple pup takes a seat near them, ready to participate in whatever they have in store for her. The spot between her ears suddenly throbs for a moment and Andromeda wonders why it keeps hurting, not knowing that soon two small bumps will appear where her horns will sprout from.


"Andromeda Fatalis"