Howl Your Appellations

Slow Progress

BOEN OPEOR

I think I finally figured it out after a few minutes of silence from the both of us. Nikki's crossed-arms still under her breasts has one index finger tapping rapidly. This made me realize that, one, she isn't wearing the bracelet I gave her and, two, she probably doesn't know why I began seeing appellations after I woke up. She can always say she doesn't know, but maybe what little knowledge she has about it is crucial. "Ummm..."

"This is why I still think it's a risk to have you here. But I'm not insisting that you leave, there's just really something odd about you, and it's not necessarily bad it's just.. suspicious.You don't have trust scars, do you?" she points the ladle at me. This is the first time anyone has ever told me that I was suspicious, and in this case, I don't know what part about me is suspicious. "Well, I'm not sure what that is but yes, I don't really have any scars."

"I thought so, it's the most common way of being able to see appellations, it's a shared power. But you managed to see them without a scar. You'd have to be an Elemental to be able to see appellations without a trust scar, which I doubt that you are one. They're born not made. Elementals are like the faes, they keep the forest in order, they're beings that are stronger than any Were, fae or monster: Luna's trusted disciples." she taps her index finger even more. She's still trying to figure out why I'm the way I am now. We're like in a drama show, and she's trying to pin me for the murder of the main protagonist. "I don't think I'm that, either? Then what could this mean? Maybe the beast that ambushed us that night had something to do with this?"

Her eyes bolt at me, as if I said something very offensive. She starts to prepare a few plates for the members who'll have breakfast soon. "It can't be. I don't want you to perceive him as a monster, but I won't blame you if you do. He used to be a young prince, but he lost his mother without warning along with all his friends and family. He was trying his best until...you came along...what were you carrying when you set off that night?"

Did I ever ask myself that? What was I carrying, I know I would have brought food, water, clothes and other essentials, but maybe I brought something that's really important and I needed to tell Reese about it. I thought that Reese was the only one that could help. What in the world did I bring? Cabin, Reese. Faes.Backpack. Wolf Weres. Blood. The Train. Appellations....I can't remember, there's a pit where the image is supposed to be.

"I think you need to go to a calmer place for this. This kitchen is cramped and a bit claustrophobic. Go to the cockpit. No one's there right now, so you'll have the room all to yourself. Grey's paintings sometimes help you gain perspective." Nikki instructs as she finishes up preparing. I considered staying but she's right, I need somewhere that makes me feel secure, the garden from the windows of that room would make me feel a thousand times better.

"I'll do that then. I'll tell you when I remember anything. Thanks for the breakfast, Nikki." I give her a smile as I slowly walked towards and out the door. She waves her hands to bid me good luck. We're still on different wavelengths, but I think she's trying. Her breakfast's as delicious as ever, and she gave me an important lead. I need to remember what it is.

I make my way to the cockpit, not too far away, but somehow a pain to get to. I feel like a little rich monarch with my beautiful metal leg, my fancy cane and my pearl-white dress.I'm about to attend royal meetings with my thoughts and Grey's paintings, but the long hallway is getting in my way. Eventually, I reach Imus' room, I stare at the door for a bit but and finally proceed to the cockpit. Imus barely comes back since the party, he must be out there still looking for information about Lissana. It would be great if I give him information soon, but thinking too much about him reminds me that he called me "Lissana's Lover". I don't even have memories of her, could my brain have erased my memories of her and me being lovers? Am I already dating my crush and I forgot it all?

"Impossible! No,no,no,no! Stop! It can't be real! Why would I forget about my lover? Unless...she's related to the "object" I brought. I-it's possible..." I tired myself out from thinking romantic and stressful thoughts at the same time. I took a small chair and placed it in front of the paintings and the window. I could see blue and yellow butterflies fluttering about. I wish I knew more facts about butterflies than canes, I know I would have freaked out to see such pretty butterflies.

I take out a small notepad and pen and began jotting down what I need to focus on remembering. I need to remember the object I brought with me, my relationship with Lissana before I lost my memories of her, and remember why I was looking for Reese that night. These three are obviously related to each other, I just need to find the threads that connect them.

Reese and Lissana are pack mates, they know each other, but Reese didn't have any connections with me before I passed out. The first time we met was when I woke up, but I was for some reason looking for her. Maybe the reason is related to Lissana. Lissana...is the alpha and she's a...wolf Were....I really can't recall anything about her. Did I really meet her? All these Were people are just telling me vague things, and I'm here trying to remember with my scrambled little mind why, what, when and where. Sigh. I really can't unravel these thoughts by myself, remembering Krolo was painful but also made me feel like I'm capable of remembering even the bad things.

"If only I were a Were or an Elemental or something! Then I'd be powerful enough to look for the answers myself!" I pout, forgetting that I need to calm my mind and just think of things that may be somewhat related to anything of my memories that night. "This isn't the time to feel hopeless, I came here to calm my nerves, not make myself feel overwhelmed. I can be calm." I close my eyes and imagine, the night, it was a cold night. I held onto my cane, tightly gripping it, which sparks a memory of the wand I brought along with me, it was useless but I remember having a wand...

"I hope Soft is okay, I've been gone for a long time now, I hope she found somewhere she can stay so people can take care of her. Oh, my poor Soft..." I wandered from my initial thoughts yet again.

"What's soft Bobo?" a cheery voice surprises me from behind, "Hey! I just got back! What are you doing?"

"Reese!! I have so many questions to ask you!!!" I grab her hands in desperation.