It was a very young girl. A witch to be precise.
She was sitting in what appeared to be a werewolf' s tent.
There were others crowded around her as she vibrated like a drilling machine against a rock wall.
The rate she was vibrating in was concerning. It threatened dislocation of her bones in that feeble body. But the adults present around seemed to wait in anticipation at her state, rather than intervening.
" Is it done? Do we have the oracle inside her? "
Asked a very old Wolf who was sitting beside a Old woman with grey hairs.
" Yes, my Alpha. The oracle has safely penetrated her heart. We are waiting for her body to settle down from the reaction. You can ask about your dream when she openes her third eye. "
The girl was merely a teenager. Instead of calming down, her mouth
