Chapter 25. Shifting Hues. Shifting Sands.
Bringing Citrine’s proud trot to a halt only some paces away from her, I smiled, filled with a conviction that was not my own but accepting it anyway, “I’m ready to take on my Passage in the surface. I’m ready to take on the world.” The certitude in my own voice astonished even myself, but I wasn’t used to feeling like this. Absolutely, I could and would have to get used to it with a proud alpha jackguar like Citrine, as my mount on this journey.
I’ll be back in no time. The thought was laced with a grounding assuredness.
For not longer than the moment it took for Citrine to come to a full stop, I considered that… perhaps that’s why the goddess gave me him as my mount. To condition confidence in a Medurian like myself. Sure I used to
