The eerie purple light slowly pulsated from within the forest, almost as a beating heart. Sekaia led Eliana along with him, as he curiously squinted his eyes at the strange glow. With every step they came closer, the strange sensation grew within him, and possibly within his companion as well. It was almost as if a rope was wrapped around his waist, leading him towards it.  The trees’ leaves danced in symbiosis with the light, following the movement. As they carefully approached, Sekaia guided the woman to sit behind a tree along with him, as he leaned around it, trying to get a closer look at the happening. The purple light was surging around in what looked like a small tornado, matching the heights of the trees surrounding it. He could easily feel the energy escaping it, as it almost swam up and down upon his skin.
Eliana turned her head around, by the strange sounds. Indeed, she felt a strange energy flowing through her as well. With her empty vision, she looked towards the sounds. Strangely enough, it was almost as if she could make out the waves of energy flowing in the circular upwards shape. It almost brought out a smile to her, as she admired the only sort of image she had seen the last few days. The magical waves danced their peaceful dance, but abruptly stopped within a second, staying in their place. “What’s happening?” Eliana whispered carefully behind her, towards what she assumed was Sekaia. 

His hand rested upon the damp ground, as the event before him grew even stranger. From a small surrounding of trees, a silhouette carefully stepped towards the energy. It did not seem like a person, but instead a large wolf. With each step it took, the forest bowed to its superiority. Sekaia admired the beast, but was ever so confused at the sight. He watched as the beast stepped towards the light, bowing its head. “It’s a… A wolf?” He muttered, ever so intrigued by the beautiful predator. As he spoke, it turned its head around, looking directly at him, though they were a fair distance. Between the skipping heartbeats, Sekaia managed to hide himself behind the tree, taking in a deep breath.

/A wolf?/ Eliana furrowed her eyes, as she kept staring towards the light. In her blindness, she could sense a figure. A blue fire had lit the form of a wolf. The way it stood, the way it looked, it was familiar. The wolf turned around, still with its gaze aimed directly at Eliana. While she could only see the purple energy behind it, and the strange magic surrounding it, she could still feel its eyes locked upon her. The forest had grown completely silent, only interrupted by the heavy breathing of the creature that faced them. Eliana carefully placed her hand on the ground beneath her, pushing herself up at a slow pace. Though her vision was gone, the blue silhouette of the wolf was clear to her. The creature tilted its head as the woman slowly dared a single step closer, though still being a house apart. 

The purple light began moving again, peacefully surging towards the wolf, enveloping it with the waves, as it disappeared. The waves began forming again, taking the form of a horse-looking creature, though wings had grown out of its back. Once again, Eliana froze. She could see it, just as she saw the wolf. The strange magic surrounding it was the only thing that allowed it to enter her gaze. The Pegasus folded out its majestic wings, as a wave of light quickly crawled along the ground, releasing a push of energy throughout the forest. The young woman was forced to the ground by the wave, landing harshly on the ground. She could sense Sekaia’s voice nearby, but gave no response.

Snowflakes began falling from the sky, descending upon the forest around them. Eliana rose her head with a grunt, looking around in hope of seeing the creature again. Instead she was met with something else. Before her eyes, a scene played out. Wolves, only lit up by a white light ran happily in a circle. They played with each other, bit and howled happily. A wind stormed in, erasing the shades of three of the wolves, leaving a single one standing. Confused and full of fear, the wolf ran around, stopping and howling for its siblings – but no answer came to it. It wandered in place, growling larger as it came upon a smaller wolf-like creature. The two walked at each other’s side, howling and playing in happiness. Within a second, two large lights came into sight. They formed the shape of two bears, roaring at the wolf and its companion. The bears were killed, but at the cost of the wolf. Whimpering it crawled away, collapsing upon the ground. The dog tilted its head, and barked at it.

The scene disappeared before her eyes, as a surge struck straight through her. She cried out in pain, her body going into a cramp as she curved into a ball. Tears escaped her eyes, as she began to sob to herself. Sekaia quickly ran to her place, as the lights had disappeared. He knelt before her, roughly shaking her and calling out her name. Finally she opened her eyes, still sobbing to herself and Sekaia. As she looked towards the voice, she was yet again met with a strange sight. She could not see him, her vision was still gone, but in his stead, a figure of blue light stood, with a concerned look upon its face. It looked exactly like the souls within the void. 

“What?” She muttered out in confusion, looking around in panic. Throughout the forest, she sensed lights, small things jumping around in the distance, and a faint green outline of trees. It was still dark to her, but her sight had been filled with something. The more she looked, the more sure she became. The wolf… the Pegasus looked like a dream she had once had. Maybe not a dream, but a vision of sorts? She could faintly recall it, but it was the same. 

“The Arrival.” She muttered, remembering the words of the figure that had shown her the burning town. Her mind razed, and she could not make sense of a single thing in her world. Before her eyes, the wounded wolf cub appeared again, right in front of her. It limped upon a leg, nudging Eliana. It ran off shortly after, almost as if begging her to follow it.