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5. Your character walking in on mine waking from a nightmare.
Lyra x __
The moment Lyra closes her eye she was brought back to the worst night of her life. The night when she lost her family…her pack. Those the dream always felt like she was 6 years old again. Lyra and her baby sister were tucked in for bed - her sister, Ilia, quickly fell asleep but for the older were it took some time for her to sleep. She took the comfort of the cold Wonderland air and the sounds of her parents outside talking with elders of the pack. Falling asleep to the relaxing sounds of her pack but abruptly woke up by the sounds of her packs screams and howls and the chilled air turned warm. When Lyra turned over to see if Ilia was there - or really anyone, her heart sank when she was the only one in the small hut. The next few moments were what turned into a blur. Opening the door to see half of her pack running for their safety and others running towards the people who were setting their village on fire. Lyra couldn’t make out who exactly were the people who set her village on fire, along with a few members of her pack but she could have sworn she saw one man wearing the Wonderland Knight’s seal. Only being 6 years old, she was still learning how to transform but in a moment of fear when someone all of a sudden someone grabbed her arm - her teeth sharpened into fangs, her eyes heightened into the emerald hues that gave her a better sight, and her nails pointed into sharp claws. It wasn’t a full transformation so she wasn’t in pain - more than anything she was just scared. She pulled her arm away from the other and scratched the majority of their face only to realize that it was her mom. Luckily her mom could take a hit and didn’t take long to regain herself before picking Lyra up and running away from the building fires. Quickly she learned that it was just her mom and herself, she didn’t know where her younger sister nor father was but considering her mom wasn’t running in a particular direction.
Only her memories took a time skip to where her mother grew exhausted and hid them behind a tree and once again - everything turned into a slow-motion blur. The air was still warm but it became thicker and hotter. She was frozen in place but she could hear horses’ hooves beating down on the forest floor, knowing that those responsible for burning her village and her pack - wanted no survivors and would burn the whole forest down if it meant killing every member of the pack - even the children. She was petrified but she looked to her mom for guidance, the guidance she didn’t want of running and leaving her behind - but she was 6 years old and her mother out wised her in saying she’ll be right behind her when she really waited till Lyra was far enough to transform into a wolf and buy some time for Lyra to run and hide. By the time she found a cave, small enough for only a child was when she realized her mom was not behind her though she still hid in the cave.
What happened next didn’t happen but her dream state loved to show her what could have happened. She wrapped her legs against her chest, hoping that day will come and she could get help, but as she heard horses close to her and then footsteps - she stilled and watched the entrance to the cave. The feet lingered at the entrance for a few seconds before disappearing and just as she thought she could leave the cave was the moment a man grabbed her, set her on fire and only then did she wake up…shooting up from her bed.
Though as she was readjusting to what just happened in being a rather vivid dream - she saw someone walking into her room, throwing the closest thing to her at them…which just so happened to be a pillow. “What the hell? Have you heard of knocking?!”