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Andricia

The trees whisper against each other sharing secrets that are carried by the wind. Maybe that is where myths come from. Whispers on the wind that the trees create. I try to remain focused but every movement heartbeat and breath grates on my nerves causing me to cringe. I grit my teeth and take another soothing deep breath letting it out on the whispers of wind that whisk away my growing agitation. How long has it been? Two or three hours? After being awoken by watchful eyes Gwen as I now know her name dragged me outside to start on my training. Cerberus wielding the flame isn't enough and they want me to be protected on all fronts. Which means I have to participate in angel training. Without a proper angel to train me. Instead, I'm stuck with a witch that's as old as the dirt I stand on two vampires that are right behind her in age and my four Alphas who may be considered mere pups next to these ancient beings.

"I don't feel anything." I huff opening my eyes and turning to Gw