Pure white hair, glowing red eyes.
Eyes that held so much pain and misery, eyes that could morph into any emotion of their choice just to hide reality.
Eyes that could heal even the most chronic of illnesses.
These were the characteristics of the Wolf Spirit.
The chosen hold so much power that one can’t sit still when in her presence, and when this power is harnessed by someone else their strength multiplies.
Every trait and strength of the Wolf Spirit becomes theirs.
Anna had read so much about her gift, how it worked, how supposedly powerful she was and just how much she had to lose when it was finally taken away from her.
From the day she knew what she was, Anna had lived in fear of the inevitable or rather what the world tried to make seem an inevitable option.
Something shift
