Devotion

                      STELLA Stella sighed deeply as she stepped out from the hot springs. It was a warm evening yet there was a chill that cooled her to her core. As if there was a forboading shadow lingering just above her. She didnt understand it but for now that was fine. She looked to the sky and felt her familiar, Ozzy, soaring above her. He was a silly little crow but she loved him anyways. She grabbed a nearby towel and wrapped it around herself. She drained the water from her red locks before she wrapped it and tied it up with a clip. She headed into the nearby bath house and smiled at the few other Coven members who were just preparing to get in. They bowed their heads at her and she returned the same. Most coven witches knew she was being groomed to be the next High Priestess. How could she not be? She had been hand picked when she was just a babe to be taken from her family and raised in the Coven home. Stella knew it was her destiny to be the best High Priestess the Silver Cove coven had ever seen. Tonight was no different than the way she spent most of her nights. She attended class all day at the local college, followed by some training by the current High Priestess; River Lagrange, then a soak in the hot springs, then off to her room to pray, give an offering to the moon goddess then to bed. Her routine rarely changed ever. Little did she know, that tonight her entire world would never be the same.