<strong>Natalia Vodinova  with Dethean  and Mika - In the Wilderness ..camp nestled deep in the Dark Woods .</strong><br/><br/>Natalia heard the white wolf speak ..Mika ...and continued to stir the pot of stew ...turning to nod her head at the young one as he spoke out . Realizing he may have traveled a long distance and the respect he shown was noted anyways . Maybe she had been alone too long as she sat down on a wooden stump and looked up at the moon . One of the young wolves came over to her as she ran her hand down the softness of the fur ..find a burr and pulling it out . A silence came over the camp ..and of course Dethean had changed into his human form and moved off . How the white wolf handled the long awaited answer was of no concern to Natalia it seemed .<br/><br/>Finally the woman's voice spoke out it seemed with a sense of pride mixed with a sorrow .<strong>" What I am is hard to explain ..for we are neither human nor wolf . Linked to my linage through blood and a gift given from Mother Earth herself as in our souls a part of the world exists. We are nature ..spirits made of flesh ..creatures of two worlds man and beast ..a hidden long established link  a thread that binds between the flesh and spirit. Our kind takes many forms, I hail from those that represent the wolf from the tribe of the silver fangs. Our birth into this world can come from either a human or the animal in which we represent . Kissed into existence by Luna and destined to walk the path chosen by the form of the moon that is upon that night . Luna fills our level of rage and Gaia gives us purpose ...our ancestors show the way unto the plane of the umbra where we can walk with the spirits of what once was . "</strong>as she let out a sigh then and went quiet again . Looking into the flames her mind settling the dispute that seemed to be going on there . Natalia had been born on that of the half moon the judgment moon as they call it and try as she would the woman could not change the dreams that came to her nor stop the messengers.<br/><br/>Then for the first time she glanced back up at the White wolf that spoke the human language .<strong> " What you are is tainted a bit different ....but the spirit of the wolf runs through you ...hence you are welcome . " </strong><br/><br/>Standing she moved to the body of the Raven that she had shot with the arrow earlier .. and pulled it out . Running her fingers over the belly of it as she chanted some words as she massaged the creatures heart . A wound formed under the tattered and torn white dress in her side and the darkness of a red blood stain soaked the clothing . The large Raven then stirred and pecked at the healers hand as Nat smiled and then tossed the bird up into the air . As it flapped its wings and moved off seeming to find Dethean or maybe it had what it had came for . A few Caws of course were sent back to Natalia as she moved back to the stump to sit back again at the fire the smell of the stew now spilled into the night air .