Thread: Innocence beneath the moon

One hundred and fifty years old? Callista couldn't say she was surprised by there elongated life but it was an impressive number. The average human only live to around seventy if they were lucky and had a good access to medicines. Callista herself had never been sick, her body seemed to adapt to any weather condition and immune to all natural-born diseases and her village was not advanced enough to start biological weapons. She was expected to love long and healthy, maybe even longer due to her inhuman bloodlines. The young girl looked human but was anything but, taking her looks from her mother side as well as the wings, the dryad from her fathers side only enhanced her earthly magic. Still, she listened to him.. and his words brought new confidence to her. She was thought as as higher than a human being though she had tried so hard to be one of them.. and she had to admit she missed them, her mother mainly. Perhaps while the golden one was sleeping, she would sneak away to see her. She listened to him intently as he described the love life of the werewolf village. Much like humans, the married whom they wanted but not for childish reasons.. and above all they beleived there was soul partner for each and every being. So then, the women she had met earlier had met her soul match. It must be so nice, to be with one specifically designed for you and perfect in every way to meet your needs. Callista could only imagine how happy the couple was and though she would not say it, she envied her. She would love to feel like she belonged, like she was right even if just for that one person in every way possible, as written by nature it self. Thats wonderful She whispered, leaning against the wall of the cave. A sense of releif washed over her once he stated he had not found himself a partner. There was more time for her to saturate her own curiosities, have him teach her in their ways without distraction or limitations. Free as the birds in the sky, much like herself. Some never find their soul match? A frown lined her lips. It would be devastating.. knowing that there was a perfect fit for your soul and not being able to have it. It would be like dangling a warm slab of meat in front of a starving dog.. just out of reach. Pale, white hair fell over her shoulders as the girl tilted her head, looking for some sign of recognition. She knew him? Certainly she would have remembered meeting such a large wolf before two nights ago. Even if in human form there had to be SOMETHING to give it away. And there it was.. The handsome, skilled hunter who took a whole day to teach her a few tricks, inspired her to do more than hunt elk and dear. Of course, how didn't she recognize it. It was so fitting that the golden haired hunter would be the golden furred alpha. She cursed herself for not realizing it sooner. But she was too exciting to let it get her down. He could teach her more now! She could learn more of the blade, go and hunt the rarest of animals and have many more pelts. Callista couldnt imagine what she could give in exchange but he had to teach her! With his guidance, she would be able to stand with the best of hunters.. Compete in competitions! I should have known it was you. I.. I was sad to see you go. I want to learn more! Would you teach me, take me in as an apprentice? Oh, But I never even got your name! The girl was almost glad he came back for her, though the admission he gave her... of how strongly he was drawn to her made her fear what he expected of her. And the pack too.. would they cause her trouble? Would they come for her too?