[i]The sun shone down warming everything around, the smell of lavender filled the air as she rested among the flower that scattered the field. It was completely peaceful and her eyes stayed closed till a sound pulled at her senses, making her eyes open.She heard a gentle voice calling out to her, one that she could recognize even in a crowd which made a smile grow on her face as she pushed herself up. Her mother smiled, her long blonde hair dancing on the wind along with her always adorn red cloak. The warm brown eyes looking at her suddenly lit up, a laugh ringing out over the quiet as her father hugged her mother from behind before spinning her in a circle. They looked so happy together in this moment. The way her father looked at her mother with those golden eyes so much like her own said everything about how he felt and she hoped that one day someone might look at her the same way. After a small kiss, he returned to packing which gave her only a view of his back shined with dazzling wings and his full head of brown hair.She knew that her mother was waving her over so they could help pack up the picnic and leave the clearing but she just wanted to watch them a bit longer. 
It was then that a rustling pulled her attention, turning to look of behind her but seeing nothing there. It still gave her an eerie feel, making her back way and turn to yell for her parents but she found herself standing alone. Panicking, she rushed to where they had been but there was no sign of them anywhere. Suddenly, the dark was settling in as the clouds churned overhead making the warmth she had just felt leave her. The flowers started to curl up, dying all around her as it spread from her feet out over the entire field and becoming a barren wasteland. She moved to run, to get away but the light disappeared making her look up as the sun shattered into bits leave nothing. The moon rose, giving her a small amount of light but her breath clogged as bodies scattered the field and blood was splattered on her dress. She wanted to scream, cry, call out but her voice wouldn't work as she just was frozen. A growling sounds made her heart race, her head turned slowly to look over her shoulder only to find a large black wolf and blood dripping from its fangs. She dashed forward, stumbling and trying to move as fast as she could to get away or trample over the dead. She didn't know how or when she had gotten into the forest but it seemed to make her means of escape all the more difficult as the roots stuck up and branches clawed at her, all the while she could hear the pounding of footfalls behind her and the howling that never seemed to stop. Finally, her foot caught on a root and she tripped, smashing into the ground as well as something wet. She shakily pushed herself up only to find a sword, stuck in the ground with a familiar red cloak rested on top with a pool of blood leaking out of the area. The light of the moon was getting dimmer, cracks slowly appearing on its surface. She knew she had to keep moving or this would be the end but she just couldn't do it as the tears flowed down her cheeks. She could hear the wolf getting closer, it wouldn't be long now...once it was dark it would all be over...

The moon shattered...

The darkness fell....

The pain in her back grew...

This time she would not escape.....

"Aruna....."

Who was that? How do they know my name?

"Aruna...."

There it is again. Where are they?

She fought to see through the darkness and find out who could be calling. She wasn't sure if she knew this voice.....but something told her that she needed to find who it belonged too. It was then that a dull light appeared but not in the form she had been expecting. Looking to her hand, the glowing was a small red string that was tied to her pinky and it traveled outward, away from her and leading somewhere unknown.

"Follow it.....Come find me."

She stood, letting the string guide her way. It seemed like she was drifting through the darkness forever, like it would never end when she saw a hand reaching out to her. The string seemed to be tied to the other hands pinky as well showing that they were on the same connecting red string. Had this person been searching for her? Why couldn't she see the owner of it? She ran to get closer, wanting to meet this person when she was almost close enough to brush fingers with the hand....the ground fell out from under her feet with a loud crunch.[/i]

Aruna shot awake, startled by not only her dream but the loud crunch that was too close for comfort. She rushed out of her den, one arm clutching her mother's cloak tight while the other reached for her father's sword. Sadly, before she could even touch the handle, Aruna found the world spinning as she was flipped upside down and her legs caught in a trap. Her free hand now had to be used to keep her shirt from falling while the other barely was able to hold onto the red cloak. She now glared at the man who was probably responsible for her predicament and sighed in annoyance at the others antics. "Though I usually admire persistence, this is not one of those cases. Other then testing my patience and ruining an otherwise beautiful morning, don't Wolfen like you have better things to do then steal something that they have no claim over and don't belong too?" Aruna answered, clearly annoyed and unhappy with the current position of things. She would not give up her mother's cloak and she would be getting back every time, no matter how long it took.