"Donâ€™t worry that wonâ€™t be the laâ€”" A strange power seemed to wrap around her moments after she had placed her hands in his. It felt like a part of her was pulled away from her physical body and dragged kicking and screaming somewhere else. When she finally felt like she wasnâ€™t being squeezed out of a tube of tooth paste she opened her eyes. She got a glimpse of oak trees, vibrant silver cords, and stones until suddenly a dozen or more voices and images forced themselves into her head. It all went so fast that she couldnâ€™t really keep one train of conversation or image together for long. At one time there was the image of moaning and tangled limbs, than an image of Derekâ€™s bloodied body in the back yard. She could feel the packs anger over what had been done to one of them and how some of them felt about her joining the pack. Then the conversations and images went to other things, older things that had happened years ago. She didnâ€™t want to see or know any of this but the all of the packs information kept coming. That was until she heard Codyâ€™s voice and held onto it like a life line, â€œThe silver strand is their life force and it connects to our stones which are." When he spoke she was able to concentrate a little more on him and kind of block the others out better, but still she barely heard him sometimes when he spoke. She did get up and follow after him, â€œActually sift through their thoughts.â€ She heard that but little of what else he said as she approached the stone that had two markers on it. So she was hearing the packs thoughts which she really didnâ€™t need right now.<br/><br/>She tried really hard and managed not to hear any thoughts from the markers that were farther away from her but if she brushed against a strand she could once again hear their thoughts. â€œYou first need to make a barrier in your head to block the thoughts out. To give them privacy unless you want to know whatâ€™s going through their head." Closer to the stone she nodded her head, â€œI think I have it.â€ She said quietly since she had a bad head ache already making her want to sit down and sleep it off. She looked at the two stones but the one that made her think it was hers had a different colored strand coming off of it then Codyâ€™s stone, â€œWhatâ€™s that?â€ She asked pointing directly to it but she didnâ€™t trust it since she wasnâ€™t sure how all of this worked. If he had thought that keeping the others thoughts out of her head was going to be hard he was wrong. She had handled that pretty well but still there was now a painful ache in the back of her head that was steadily getting worse.