Give me a Taste of Home

Elysia was in love with the foggy moor the syndicate was now calling home. It had a beautiful spooky ambiance that just sang to her dark soul. It was her favorite place thus far that they’d called home. And now that the summer air had faded into the cool crisp air of fall Elysia was happier. But this new land she called home had a unique fall Sky. The night sky came to life with colors that danced as far as she could see. And the moon seemed to shine brighter than it ever did back home.

It made her miss her long nights of training beside her mama and her siblings. The sounds of bodies clashing violently against the ground, the victory cries of her siblings. It put an ache in her chest. She missed the challenge of night training. The way it made it hard to anticipate what her opponent was about to do as the shadows of the night created illusions to untrained eyes, or the way it made it hard to pinpoint where you were putting your paws for footing.

The desire to go through it again surged through her and she realized there was at least one other person who might feel the same way as her. Her brother Ezekiel. And since their move to the moor she wanted to spend more time with him. And what better way than with a moonlight spar.

So she tipped her head back and called for him. A single summons she was sure he would answer. And then she waited for her brother's frame to appear. For Ze to come to her and join her in reliving their childhood memories. To give each other a taste of home. She figured they both needed it, They needed the reminder.

Word Count: 300
"Ely & Ezekiel"