My dreams were a confusing blend of both worlds - palace gardens with skyscrapers rising from the center of them. Running through corridors of steel and glass, my black fox form sees one of the many Lunar Goddesses from my world.
Wearing a white business suit as she casts judgment on the royal court of my family, all of them transforming into cream colored werewolves and jumping through windows. And through it all, a steady heartbeat - like a drum calling me home.
> Wherever that actually is. <
I awoke with a start, immediately aware of several things: the storm had quieted own to a gentle rain, my hair was loose around my shoulders, and I was laying pressed completely against Kyrie's chest as if she were a particularly comfortable pillow.
