Silence. Dark silence. It enveloped the forest around her, putting her at unease. Her breath was clouding at the end of her muzzle, and icy snow crunching beneath her paws; hyper aware of her surroundings, every sight seeming to only get more vivid. The thought of 'This isn't right, it's supposed to be summer.' Made its way to the surface of her mind, but only for a brief moment. This forest was so familiar to her, but not her current home. Before she could place a familiarity of her location, a haunting howl breaks through the silence. Her russet paws began racing towards the source, panic striking to her core. This was becoming all too familiar for her taste, memories flashing to the forefront of her mind. Only when she finally makes it to the den that the howl originated from does she realizes why this scenario was so recognizable. It had been spring, even though snow still covered the ground and prey scarcely to be found, the night she was out in hopes of finding more food for the pack; it was that night that insanity had rung in her mother's howl, the night she had come to the rescue of her younger brothers. Tentatively she enters the den only to find a wolf, she barely recognized as herself, tearing into her mother. She stood by knowing she was only here as soundless invisible observer, unable to interfere with anything. Perhaps that's why it caught her by surprise, when after the deed was done; her dark side turned to her, staring at her with a cold emotionless look in the eyes they both see the world through. "I have always been within you, even when you thought I didn't exist. You and I, we are one of the same, no matter if you refuse to believe it; we are just two sides of the same coin, and you'll never escape me, and for sure never be rid of me." It sneered and continued speaking, "So why not just give in? I know you want to, after all your thoughts are mine too; so why not just give in already? What are you afraid of? That I’ll kill somebody and you'll no longer be welcomed in that 'home' of yours? Please, they'll never truly accept you, truly accept us." It crackled darkly as the world faded to blackness before she could respond.

She snapped awake from the nightmare back in her den in Taviora, heart beating hard and fast against her ribs; she has only been back a few days, and had been attempting to get some sort of satisfactory rest. Slowly getting to her feet she exits from the hollow under the tree into warmer outside air, serving a reminder that spring had faded to summer while she fought the internal battle against her beast side. The battling had worn her down, and sleep only seemed to rest her body; mentally and emotionally she was exhausted, but physically was unable to stop moving. Her other-self had barely settled and it worried her, it's whispering in the back of her mind continued throughout all of winter and most of spring; and even now continues to haunt her dreams. And throughout all of this, her wish to confide to Mikken had only gotten stronger in her time away from him. She knew that there would never be a permanent solution to the beast, and painfully aware she couldn't hide it forever. Her attempt to find a healer to look into how calm the beast, had failed; so now she needs a new plan, someone to bounce her confessions off of. These summer nights were still warm from the day's heat, and though she typically preferred colder weather; this particular night, with the full moons light dappling the ground through the branches, was just too perfect to pass up a stroll. With only the light of the moon revealing her path as she silently walked, much night sounds coming from the trees around her; far different from her dreams. She patrolled the borders of her home, making herself useful now that sleep seemed like a farfetched delusion.

this is her thoughts this is her speaking