Cassandra's POV
I heard crying, the sound confused me because it sounded like a woman. Opening my eyes I looked around, my body was terribly weak so I wasn't able to move other than to look around and turn my head some.
The first thing I noticed was how pretty the ceiling was. It had beautiful colors and a large wolf–no not a wolf. A Lycan. A brown Lycan that was prancing through the fields that was painted on the walls and ceiling, looking around more there were several Lycans running around the fields. Old and young. There were many other creatures too. A few werewolves, a Dire Wolf or two, a family here and there and numerous other woodland creatures.
The room looked like a child's dream. The pink and purple colors told me this room was made for a little girl. And just looking around
