Tiara's
I woke up early, staring at the ceiling of my chambers. The silence felt strange. No one had knocked on my door, demanding I get up. No one had left a list of chores for me to complete before sunrise.
It had been days since I arrived in ForestHowl, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling that I was supposed to be doing something. My hands itched for a task.
I pushed off the thick blankets and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. The room was still dim, the morning light slipping in through the curtains. I stood and stretched, listening to the quiet hum of the pack house waking up.
Liz had promised to come be with me today. She had been the one helping me understand life here, and I was grateful.
A light knock sounded at my door, and I pulled it open to find her standing ther
