You have always been my warrior. Born amongst two skyscrapers, your feet planted on a patch of grass. You do not bow. You do not bend and you do not break. You rise. You’re always rising. I called for you and you came, strong, fierce and in control. Everything I am not. I owe you my life, my best friend and my most trusted advisor.
The winds were roaring that night as Aleena washed her bloodstained hands in the small stream by the valley of the blue mountains. The wind was never happy with her but she ignored it and strode away. Her bare feet were cut but the dry prickly wild grass felt like nothing to her. Even as the wind tore her dress, mid-thigh, she strode on. The war was over, for now. She had fought and won. Locked her twin sister, Ashen Rose, away in the cold mansion on the frozen lake, chained to the ankles of the blue mountains that would guard her forever. It was for the best. The dangerous fire within Ashen had torn apart her mind, she had lost half of it in some type of morbid, insane darkness, until all who had once cared for her were helpless and decided they had to bury her away from the world. She was no longer safe to keep in society. She was an unpredictable hazard to herself and others.
Aleena’s wild black hair flew behind her like a flag. Her face as pale as a ghost. Her lips dry and cracked, the darkness under her eyes showed her long and tiring journey but her autumn eyes still had a fire burning within them. That must have been what scared the buffalos as they stopped eating and submissively bowed their heads as they made way for her to pass.
It was just before Aleena reached the edge of the wild forest when the wolf appeared. It’s shabby black and grey coat moved like armour on it’s body. It had been slinking through the trees like a dark shadow for a while. Aleena had sensed a few feet away that there was something unfamiliar, and perhaps dangerous hidden close by.
She had waited for the wolf to step forth and reveal itself. The wolf lowered it’s head and stared deep into Aleena’s eyes with it’s yellow eyes. Aleena stood perfectly still, so that a passer by would not be able to tell if it was Aleena who was transfixed or the wolf. It was in a split second after this moment when all things happened so fast, at once.
The wolf took a small step forward and immediately Aleena whipped out the dagger tied to her thigh but before she could use it and before the wolf could attack a whistle resounded in the forest. The wolf’s ears pricked back and it turned it’s head, a male’s voice called out;
“Husk! Come!” The wolf turned away and bound through the forest leaving Aleena quite surprised still holding her dagger.
Aleena swiftly followed the wolf into the forest. The wolf trotted along picking up human scent of the ground. Aleena climbed a tree and steadily followed the branches. Eventually they reached a clearing. There stood a tall, handsomely rugged looking man. Close cropped hair and stubble as the wolf approached the man got down to his knee and stroked the fur around the wolf’s head. In excitement the wolf panted and licked the young man before sniffing around him. Aleena listened in as he gently spoke to the wolf.
“You hungry boy? I got something for you.” He walked closer to the tree Aleena crouched in, before picking up and emptying a pouch of left over meat, which the wolf happily began eating. The young man stretched and then noticed Aleena in the trees. Aleena cursed, She couldn’t run away, for warriors never ran. His deep green eyes settled on her face, he looked astounded to see her there. He slowly rubbed the back of his head in a nervous, awkward gesture before speaking,