Who Are You?

They rose as a group and walked quickly to the book. The same intense blue eyes stared out at them. Eerie, as they seemed to look right through all of them at once. Inside her head Katalea heard the craggy voice whisper, “So you’ve made it back, well done.”

Without thinking, Katalea blurted out, “Who are you?”

Everyone except Zinnia turned and glared at her. Obviously, they didn’t feel her tone was respectful. Katalea was contemplating an apology when the voice inside her head chuckled. The others must have heard it too, for suddenly smiles replaced their frowns. Katalea, encouraged now, smirked.

“Ah, the young werecat, always so impatient. It is a good question. I am surprised it took you this long to ask it.”

Katalea noticed that the voice never actually answered the question.

“I have received the first stone, the sunstone. A rare one at that. You were clever and wily to find it, but more important you learned to rely on one another. You bonded and now approach me a