7. Dream

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Hushed voices filter around me

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Hushed voices filter around me. My eyes don't seem to be able to take much in other than two figures off to the side of the large room. Softness is felt on my finger tips underneath me and it seems like a couch of some sorts. Magnolia lays behind me with soft even breaths, we always liked sleeping close to each other. Guess that happens though with us being so close in age not even a complete year.

"Roger, we made a deal. What are we going to do?"

"Don't worry we will keep moving around just as we have. They hadn't gotten close to finding us."

"Why? Why did we do this? I can't risk them Roger. We could've lost them today when they ventured off from us as their spirit sides are already talking to them it is no longer just shifting. The witch didn't help us like he proclaimed wasting our time and money!"

I know these voices. From where though? Why does Magnolia look so young?

'Remember.' Cyrilla's voice floats through my mind and seems odd as most time I don't hear her within dreams.

'Remember. Focus.'

"We will not loose them, just have patience and faith in the Goddess."

"Roger we have done to many horrible things. Why did we ever take the deal because now I can't bare to loose either of my girls." The woman that I barely registered as our mother states hysterically whispering.

"Calm Ceclis. We knew this could happen."

"It has just been so much harder than I thought it would be. Both of them already shifted due to the stress we have been under and you know it is rare with us wolves to shift so young."

"They were in danger so their wolves took over, Ceclis. You just have to calm down if anything it is a good thing if we fail to protect them in this, their wolves can help them."

I realize who they are now. Our parents.

Could this be some weird dream I am remembering or is this something my mind is making up?

'Remember and focus, figure out later.' Cryilla's voice floats through once more as it seems she is trying to concentrate on the dream.

"If he gets them Roger." Ceclis, our mother, shakes her head while quiet sobs wreck through her body as Roger puts his arms around her to pull her close to him.

"We are doing all we can." He whispers.

Thack!

My eyes shot open and I gasp a breath. Looking around Magnolia is smirking at me while standing next to me.

"Dreaming hard there Raine. You looked like it wasn't a good dream, been a long time since your face was that scrunched up."

I rub my face and can feel barely where the pillow smacked me. "It was almost like a dream I was remembering from our past maybe?"

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