Clara chooses a loose garment to wear, the air was warm tonight but the breeze in the trees was aggressive. Shifting was still a difficult challenge for Clara, she’d had very few opportunities to let River run since the midnight run ordeal. Staring at herself in the mirror she traces her fingers over the light scarring over her heart. Flashes of Logan’s wolf, Finnik, making Clara wince. There was only a scratch left on her head, she thinks to herself she truly needs to find a way to thank Pluto correctly, his remedy work was incredible. Not a fever and barely any marks left, when Clara was sure she wouldn’t see another day. A pit builds in Clara’s stomach, she’d eaten but not much, the swell of emotions she felt subsiding her hunger. Thankfully, Rohan had not opened his table to his other
