Indigo
They led me to their room and ensured I was comfortable on the couch. They ordered food and urged me to eat. They helped me catch up on my missed schoolwork as I gorged on the food. Seeing that they weren’t angry with me for walking away and not answering the door was a relief.
I sit here and reflect on my conversation with the goddess and my path to completing her task. My Thungbird continues to coo in my mind. She was with her mates, and her thoughts were willed with mating and forming a bond with her mates. “Asa, please stop talking about mating,” I pleaded. We agreed to shorten her name to Asa for convenience.
“But it’s going to happen, and when they mark us, we can mind-link with them. You with the human and me with the spirit animal,” she persisted.
I sighed and
