Something was nudging him. He wanted to wake up and figure out what it was that was wanting him to wake him up. His past was still holding him down, his father was still holding him down. Except a beautiful voice was trying to take him back to the surface. It was calling him like a sweet serenade of a water nymph. Quietly his eyes opened, his golden amber eyes traveled up to look into beautiful intoxicating eyes. The swirl of blue and little flecks of white looked into his eyes with pain and fear. ’Why is she worried for me?’ He wondered and looked over the beautiful nymph, she took his breath away, until he realized he needed air to breath.

Gently he stood, his height quickly seemed to make him tower over the enchantress before him. Something was pulling him towards her that he couldn’t understand. Maybe she would explain it to him, his head swirled slightly causing him to teeter side to side before shaking his head. He blinked when blood sloshed from his head and a little bit landed on her. He leaned forward and slicked her fur down with his tongue to remove the blood. His touch to her skin sent shivers down him and caused him to back up and sit down. Gently cocking his head to the side and waiting for her to say something to herself.