Stone Cold

The morning howls stirred Drusy from her slumber. She tossed and turned as she fought the urge to remain sleeping. The recovery speed of her body had improved, as aches and pains from the previous day’s torture had already lapsed. Every day, the multiple transformations became easier and easier and the pain decreased until, this particular She stood, looking at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t see a physical change, like humans did after a workout. Her kind tended to run the thin, muscular-athletic build from the werewolves’ genetic lottery. The lack of visible difference did not dull her enthusiasm, however. Her silver hair with blue tinge glowed in the morning light Excited for a fresh day of training, Drusy proceeded to Caden's house earlier than normal in the hope of partaking in another one of her mentor’s delicious breakfasts. Drusy strolled into the small home with all the confidence she’d pretended to have on their first day. "now it's time to improve your finesse." Caden stated. "Finesse to do what?" “To become an Alpha… this is your goal, no?” Caden asked. “Yes!” Iris said quickly, then paused as she recognized it was not the full truth. “I mean… I want to be as strong as my brother, for sure. But… no. I have no desire to lead. I just want the power to get revenge for Alex. I want t end the vampires that murdered my kin,” Drusy amended, admitting to herself "I also need to win the tournament tomorrow, Opal's been an extreme b***h lately time I put her in her place"