Darkness. The world shrouded in darkness and silence began to shift into grays and browns. Colors faded into a blur, a gray head lifted from cold hard stone to gaze out into what appeared to be a world of blurs and mixed colors. Namara shook her head once and the colors brightened and their edges sharpened, her world, the real world, was once more in focus. But once again Ash was gone from where he had been in front of her. Until she rolled her shoulders and bumped something soft and furry. A moments panic until she realized the scent was him. Namara rolled to her other side so that she was facing him. "You know, I've bit noses off for being that close to me when I wake up." Her voice was a little weak but it held humor.
Namara's face grew serious, "I had a dream, Kamota was there. He told me to live my life, and that I had changed the way he wanted." There was a spark in her eyes as she spoke, a spark to light a fire, a brand new flame, that would burn within the she wolf for years and light her way in life. "I think he's right, you, and a Athena have taught me the meaning of loyalty, Kamota has taught me love. Without all of you, I would have never made it this far. I think it's time to show you all what Namara Laylani is made of. " With those words the spark in her eyes lit that flame, and it roared to life, the silver sheen returned and look of determination. As it turns out in the end, all Namara needed, was advice from the wolf she had come to help be strong.