[M]- Nightmares
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OOC: Set for the night of the 2nd/morning of the 3rd; WC: 484

IC: She had come back after talking to Skye numb. What she had been told about Liam, especially about how he killed his sister, left her rather afraid. This was the first time she had ever been truly afraid of him. She had never seen him like that but knew that he was capable of being like that. But did he have to be that cruel to his sister? She wasn’t sure how she felt about that but still knew that she loved him.

She was tired and wanted to go to sleep yet she didn’t want to stay with her mother and siblings. Luckily, there were plenty of huts that were empty so she slipped into one of them to sleep in. She looked around at the place and saw some old blankets and gave a tired smile. She used most to make a bed for her lie on and the rest to keep her warm against the cold winter night. She settled down and soon felt her eyes close and was asleep before too long.

It was dark for a moment then she heard screams. They weren’t just terrified ones but also painful. She felt herself running towards the screams but her stride was off. She looked down and saw that she was black. But before she could wonder why her fur had changed, she came upon an awful scene. Liam was there and had blood everywhere. In his arms, his little sister was a bloody pulp but still somehow alive. She was crying and suddenly Liam was sinking his teeth into her neck and her screams stopped.

She stood there and wanted to tell him to stop but she couldn’t do anything but growl and snarl at him. He stared at her and looked betrayed before his eyes hardened and he growled lunging at her. As he flew at her, she tried screaming but his teeth clamped down on her throat. As she felt the searing pain, she could feel herself getting weak. As she lost consciousness, she tried to ask his forgiveness but his eyes kept hard. Last thing she saw was the anger and emptiness of his amber eyes.


Ayasha jolted awake, pulse pounding and throat sore. She lifted her hand to her throat but it seemed all right. She took deep breaths to calm herself and waited to see if anyone came to see her. Apparently she hadn’t screamed because no one came. She was still tired but didn’t want to sleep. Instead she leaned against the side of the hut and wrapped her hands around her knees. She cried and asked the spirits about why. She wasn’t sure what she was asking why about but that didn’t matter. She eventually cried herself to sleep in that position but didn’t have anymore nightmares, though she had a feeling that it might take awhile for her to not have any.


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