The cool evening air outside was just what she needed. She let her feet lead her on her way. So lost in her thoughts and reflections she barely noticed the beautiful, burnishing glow of the moon and the graceful, garland landscape that slowly drifted past with each foot she placed, after the other. All around her, nature waved, calling to her, ready to calm and soothe her pains, but Liana barely even noticed. No. She didn't see the gentle dance of the trees or hear the song of the crickets or even feel the caress of the wind. She walked on steadily, all her attention engaged on the tug of warring emotions going on in the deep confines of her head. It was like a match, with her on one side and her dark emotions on the other, and she was losing terribly. She grimaced when, yet again, she lost another round and was instantly punished with a migraine. Now filled with an urgency to please, nature threw her last attempt at halting Liana's steps. She presented one of her purest gifts. Liana halted immediately when she found herself right in front of a steadily flowing stream. She hadn't noticed the change in the landscape and thought grimly that she would have walked right into the stream if it hadn't been for the gurgling sound of an inadvertent fall made by two very large rocks. with one on top of the other on the other far end of the stream, the water fell steadily from a source that seemed to be behind the rocks themselves. Also there were overgrown bushes around and even atop the rocks. She walked towards another rock. This one on the side of the stream where she stood, beside the very bank. She sat on it and stretched a foot towards the clear glistening water. The cool water touched her feet and she closed her eyes to the calming cool feel of it. The coolness she felt on her feet, seeped and spread into every pore of her body. She sighed lovingly, willing her mind to forget the pain, and her heart the hurt. Liana opened her eyes and focused on appreciating the beautiful scenery in front of her. In the now dark night, illuminated by the glow of the moon, she looked at the water. Then the surrounding bushes. She wouldn't exactly call them bushes though. Sure, they were overgrown. But they were of such lively, fresh and beautiful green colour that could be seen under the moonlight. She thought them magnificently radiant. Also there were flowers she'd never seen, sparsely, but well around. Her wavering attention was caught yet again, by the rocks on the other side of the stream. The water cascading over them was just so enchanting that she imagined how glorious they'd look with the sun rays radiating on them. She sat back on the rock, placing her two hands behind her. Her fingers brushed on something soft. She turned around to find it was flowers. Unlike the other ones lining the stream, these flowers were red. Even the stems were red. She plucked one. It was fleshy and smooth to the touch. Liana brought it up to her nose and was hit with such a strong smell, that she couldn't describe. But like everything else around the place, it was beautiful. Determined to get a definite hold on the smell, she took another sniff.
"Smells good, doesn't it?"
With a jolt, Liana turned to see Oberon, the blue haired young man. She hadn't heard him approach, at all. She looked at him, comprehending that he had asked her a question. What did he say?
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" She asked not willing to look like a fool.
"The flowers, smells nice right?"
"I suppose." She said with a distracted air, looking down at the flower still in her hands. Plucked from its source of sustenance, its stem had now broken, and it had grown limp and clammy in her hands.
"Your brother was looking for you. I believe he is still looking for you." Oberon said.
Her brother. Jake. She couldn't believe it! But for the very little time she was here, she had actually forgotten all that had happened.
Clearing his throat, to catch her attention, Oberon said again, "Also, the cook following the instructions of the Alpha, wished to show you to your room."
"Oh! I better get going then." Liana said, only then realising that she was with someone, who was technically a stranger, and she didn't have with her any of weapons! How had she forgotten! She always carried one of her weapons wherever she went. That's why she made them so portable. She was a non shifter living among shifters. If anyone of them, decides to attack her, she wouldn't win them, the least she could do was defend herself.
Getting up from the rock to stand on the ground, she smiled a thank you to him, noting that he looked pretty harmless. In fact with his blue hair he seemed more like a playful, and easy going person rather than threatening. That's something she couldn't say for hers.
"Your hair is fine."
Liana jumped. "You can read my mind!"
"Not exactly." Oberon says with a smile.
"So how did you know what I was thinking?"
"Your face said it all." Oberon says now smiling fully.
Liana also smiled. "Well, I'd be sure not to carry my feelings on my face, next time."
Giving him another smile, she turned around to leave.
"Pearl Stream is one of the beautiful things of Red Moon Pack." Liana turned back to look at him. "What?"
"The stream" Oberon says stretching out his arms wide to show he referred to the stream."
"The best view is from over there." He said pointing to the other side of the stream. Liana followed his eyes to the other side and thought she saw something move on the rock. She focused and saw nothing. She sighed. She needed a good rest and a bath.
She nodded at the blue haired young man to show she got what he saying, then said. "I should get going."
"Be sure to visit another time." He said and at her confused look, he said "The stream."
"Oh yes! I will, thank you."
"And don't forget this" He says picking up the red flower she'd dropped earlier.
She took it from him. Today has been a day filled with one experience after the other and Liana was eager to have her rest. She smiled and turned around to leave taking the path that led to the Pack house.
Oberon looked on for a minute, before he followed the same path. Reading minds was a tedious job as much as it was interesting.