Fire Inside

As the dark fae rested her eyes, something niggled at the back of her mind. Fiery eyes opened and a small gasp pulled from Dusk as she saw three wolf mixes standing before her. They had made no sound indicating their arrival. In fact, they made no sound as they stood there. One was filled with happiness and seemed to be beckoning her towards it. The fae in the center was solemn and stoic, reminding her somewhat of her grandmother. The last looked angry and short-tempered.

Rising from her place near the fire, Dusk approached the slate colored fae first. Pointed ears shifted forward as she stared pointedly at the woman. "If this is your home, I didn't mean to intrude." She waited for a response.

(Dusk chose the Medium Route!)

"Dusk Carpathius"