Truth To A LegendMore Like This
'For those who are cursed by the wolf there will always be hope. One will rise then fall by the one they would trust the most at the height of the moon on the plains before the underground. Thrice a scar has been placed upon the eye, and the sapphire lights that help you see shall die. The black of the night sky and the yellow of the sun, the body of a hunter but the mind of a leader. The mark bearer will rise then fall.'
Those words rung through Kailon's mind, the full moon was dwelling closer and she wasn't the best. Laying in bed she could hear breathing next to her and feel the arm behind her head. Vexx was a comfort that she never knew she had, she felt him turn her and then she was laying on top of him. His lips were softer than she thought but welcoming, she pulled away too early for his liking and he whined. Tapping him on the nose then settling into his arms, she heard him say something in Latin. Those black eyes were watching as she tried to get comfortable, her single