Chapter #31: Tempests
Red Feather Lakes, Colorado
July 7th, 2028-CE
Unlike most people, it was not too hard to convince Angela to take a camping trip to the woods to just think. The only thing she needed to do was make sure that it was slow enough to warrant taking an impromptu vacation at this point. As it turned out, Jena’s suggestion to go today was a good one. She was able to close up shop after looking up the analytics for her store to see that a lot of people weren’t buying a lot after Alban Heruin. That did make it a good time for her to get away.
She slipped out of the house early in the morning and headed up to Swamp Lady Pool camp ground. After the fourth of July festivities, it would be torn up from all of the dirt bikers but they would have left and the area should be relatively quiet. When she got there, it was still early in the day. It didn’t’ take her long to set up her small dome tent and get her padded sleeping bag unfolded. After that she started working on the fire pit.
She wasn’t intending on using the fire pit right way. She wanted it ready in case the weather started to get colder or later in the night when she would use the light and heat. Her intention was to walk down to one of the lakes she had a pass at and catch some fish. She had some food but she always liked eating fresh trout. Especially if that fresh trout was cooked over the fire absorbing some of the smoke along the way. She went to her car to grab out the fishing supplies and made sure everything else was stored in the tent when someone walked up behind her.
She spun around and saw the man. She looked to be his age and she asked, “May I help you?”
The man glanced around, “Where is everyone else?”
She shrugged, “Are you lost? Are you expecting someone?”
The man shook his head and took a step toward her, “I was thinking that you would be in a group. If you aren’t maybe you and I could have some alone time.”
“Excuse me?” Angela stated and pushed the man back, “You aren’t my type. Buzz off before I have to do something you will regret.”
The man pushed her back towards the tent where she tripped and fell over the threshold onto her padded sleeping bag. Within a second he was crawling into the tent and almost on top of her. She kicked at him as her Nwyfre reached for the sky and started to turn the weather.
The first kicked propelled him out of the tent but did not deter him from his goal. As he scrambled to get back into the tent, Angela turned and reached for her backpack. Inside of it was a bowie knife. If she had to, she would use it against him. She would not go quietly. The man pulled at her just before she got the pack open. He growled, “What are you trying to get, girlie? Is there something in the bag that you want to use against me. How naughty of you to do that—Ack!”
His collar tightened around his neck. Angela didn’t have a chance to use her powers against him yet, she was till readying the tempest to stir enough Nwyfre for her to use her powers against him. She glanced passed him as his torso was thrust back away from her, “Hey!” A familiar male voice stated from behind the man, “She doesn’t like you. How about going away now!”
Lone Wolfe shoved the man back and placed himself between Angela and the Man. His arms were crossed and his gold eyes bared down on the man daring him to get up and make a move against either one of them. The man rose to his feet, his teeth clenched with anger. Lone Wolfe’s eyes narrowed and the man froze up. Lone Wolfe took a step forward, “Forget about us and go home!”
The man nodded and walked away as fast as he could. Lone Wolfe waited until he was sure the man was away. The man abandoned his gear and headed straight for his car. He sped off. Two miles later, Lone Wolfe let out the breath he was holding and started to walk away. Angela rose to her feet quickly, “Wait, where are you going?”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “I am going back to my tent. I figured you would want to be alone. Especially after that ass hat.”
Angela shrugged, “Sure, men aren’t on the top of my list of companions but you are a friend. You also saved me. What are you doing here anyway?”
“Camping,” Lone Wolfe replied. He glanced back at her, “I assume that is what you are doing here as well.”
Angela nodded, “that was the plan. What brought you here? What told you I needed help? Was it just your clairvoyance?”
A crack of thunder off in the distance disturbed their conversation. Lone Wolfe glanced up to the sky and saw that the blue summer sky had quickly clouded over and was now dark gray and getting darker. He glanced back to his gray eyed raven-haired friend, “That and the weather changed suddenly. I don’t know why but I knew it was you at the moment.”
Angela pointed up to the storm threatening to break at any moment, “You took a look at the weather changing and knew that was me? How could you have known that?”
“You don’t listen too well,” Lone Wolfe replied, “I don’t know how I knew, I just knew that I did know it was you. Am I wrong? Is the storm a natural event that just happened to pop up out of nowhere?”
Her jaw dropped, “Why would you attribute that to me?”
“That is a lot different than ‘you are an idiot.’ So, you are responsible for the storm?”
The first drops of rain started to hit them. They were big drops and signaled the fact that the storm was going to open up on them at any moment, “We better move this conversation to inside the tent.”
Lone Wolfe nodded and followed her into the tent. She zipped up the opening as lone Wolfe sat down on the tarp, “So, are you responsible for the storm?”
Rain tapped on the fabric rain shield as she answered, “yes. What confounds me is how you know this. No one except for Scarlet would know what I am.” She glanced at the young golden eyed boy and asked, “Did you communion with her after that night she and I shared together?”
Lone Wolfe shook his head, “No. Our last communion was before that time. Like I said, I have no idea how you affected the weather. I just knew that you did.”
Angela took a deep breath, “I am about to tell you something and you need to keep it a secret.”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “It’s not like I have a lot of friends. If you aren’t comfortable with telling me, just tell me to drop the subject.”
Angela shook her head, “I am fine with it. For years now I have known how to do things like affect the weather. My mother and grandmother were raised as pagans and druids. I learned shamanistic magic as a child. I didn’t learn from my mother or grandmother but from someone else. What I was taught went far beyond what they would have taught me and it does have serious affects like the storm you see.”
A blast of lightning close by blinded them for a moment and the sound coming a split second later made them jump. The storm was getting worse by the minute. The rain was now pounding away at the tent as opposed to just tapping it before. Lone Wolfe glanced around and said, “okay, you can stop it now.”
“I haven’t been channeling energy into the storm since before you dismissed that guy,” Angela replied, “After a certain point, the storm gains a life of its own. There isn’t much we can do but wait it out.”
“Do you think we can wait it out when it sounds like it is going to start throwing ice at us at any moment?” Lone Wolfe questioned in response.
Angela shrugged, “I’m not sure to be honest. There isn’t much we can do right now except maybe see if my weather radio is working. If it is we can check and see if we are in any sort of flood warning.”
“You can’t just stop the storm?” Lone Wolfe questioned in response.
“I am not sure if there is anyone alive that knows how to stop this once it starts. Nature is a pretty powerful force once you get it going,” Angela shook her head in response as she started rummaging through her pack. She glanced at the younger teen as she went through her bag, searching for the radio, “you didn’t happen to leave your tent open, did you?”
Lone Wolfe shook his head, “No. If I did, it wouldn’t matter anyway because it’s probably a lake now.”
The pounding on the tent started to get deafening at that point, “That would be hail. Are you sure your tent will hold up to this punishment?”
Angela shrugged as she found the radio, “I’m not really sure. If it rips, we can head to the SUV. Just grab something hard to shield yourself with while you do that.”
She fiddled with the radio for a moment. It powered on without issue. She had trouble finding a station that was local to them. After several minutes of nothing but the constant pounding of hail against the tent, she found a station that had local weather. They listened as they reported the thunder storm warning for the Red Feather lakes area. There was also a flash flood watch in effect since they were in a mountainous region. He glanced to her and asked, “Do you know where we can head if this gets worse?”
“Up hill, captain obvious,” She replied, “That’s what you do during a flash flood.”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “yes but trying to go up a hill while being pelted with hail?”
“We can use my sleeping bag if we need to. It will hold up better than the tent will because it has a built-in pad. The only problem with it is it will get heavy as it gets water logged,” Angela replied as she headed towards the door and unzipped the screen flap enough to see out the window. Through the small slit of screen, she could see the hail was not as big as she expected. It just sounded loud as hell against the fabric of the tent. It was as if someone was pelting the tent with pebbles, “We should be fine in the tent unless we see signs of flood. Keep the radio going until the rain starts to slow. I will keep an eye on the weather out here. If it looks like it’s going to start to flood then we can move to higher ground. We shouldn’t have to take the sleeping bag with us.”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “If you say so. I have seen what even small hail does to crops before.”
Angela nodded, “I’m not saying hail isn’t bad news. I’m just saying it shouldn’t hurt us or bash our skulls in if we don’t have protection.” She glanced over and could see the corner of her car. It didn’t look damaged and instead looked like it was weathering the assault of ice well, “Well the car looks okay. As long as your tent was maintained okay and you closed the entry flap then you should be good to go once the storm settles down. That is unless you want to grab your stuff and bunk in here, in your own sleeping bag.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “That doesn’t sound too bad. I can call my father after the storm goes away and see if he will let me stay as long as you want to stay.”
She cocked her head in confusion, “You are here by yourself too?” She asked.
“I needed some time to clear my head after Robin broke up with me,” Lone Wolfe replied.
Angela glanced back to the storm only out of necessity, “I’m sorry to hear that. You two looked lovely together. If she wasn’t so straight, she was cute enough for me to make passes at her. Why did she break up with you?”
Lone Wolfe sighed, “Because I decided to take summer school to get ahead in in classes and graduate early. She decided to cheat on me instead of following my lead.”
She shook her head, “That’s a shame. If I liked boys that way I might have gone for you. She doesn’t know what she gave up.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “Doesn’t matter now. I just need to fine my own way.”
Angela glanced down, “Maybe you just need a friend.”
Lone Wolfe glanced towards the radio as it continued to play the same set of messages again, “You might be right. I need a friend, nothing more or less. I guess it is a stroke of luck that we both happened to be here at the same time.”
“I think you have more than one friend who cares abut you but if you want someone who you know won’t sleep with you then I guess I am your girl this go around,” She glanced back out the narrow screen slit, “Well, the hail is completely gone now. It is just heavy rain now. Hopefully it will let up soon and we can go get your things before we have to start scrambling to get up a hill somewhere. At least we won’t be pelted while we are getting soaked.”
“That’s always a plus,” Lone Wolfe nodded, “They aren’t mentioning anything about a tornado up here. Just a severe thunder storm on the radio.”
“Not likely to get a tornado in the mountains,” Angela nodded, “Not impossible but highly unlikely. Not enough sky and the terrain isn’t conducive for the formation of one. It will hit a mountain and break apart and that is assuming it has enough space and time to form in the first place. Really, flooding and lightning are our two big worries right now.”
Lone Wolfe didn’t want to move up next to her and make her feel more uncomfortable. Instead, he sat by the radio and asked, “How does it look out there? Does it look like we might have to make the trek up the hill?”
Angela shrugged, “With as hard as it is coming down it is difficult to say. That means we might have to book it or if it calms down soon and everything drains off we will be fine. It coming down so hard makes it look worse than what it is. At least it makes it look that way initially. It if keeps this up then we will be in trouble.”
“Anything I can do that can help you to control the weather at all?” Lone Wolfe offered, “Drain my energy to help you channel yours as an example?”
Angela glanced back to him, “You’d rather I kill you so the storm clears?”
“Not kill but drain me of energy,” Lone Wolfe replied, “Leave enough for me to live but I will sleep like the dead for a while.”
Angela shook her head, “in either scenario, it wouldn’t work. We would still have the storm to contend with. As long as you take care of it, nature gives you all the energy you need. You just have to know how to channel it and direct it.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged. He sat back with almost nothing to do. He thought about taking out his phone but he wasn’t sure if he would end up going through old pictures from his relationship or just surfing the net. Angela glanced back at him and noticed the boredom and sorrow both glowing on his face, “I can open the flap a little more without it, I think. You can watch the rain if you want.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “I was figuring that you needed some space.”
“You let me be the judge if I need space or not,” She replied.
Lone Wolfe nodded, “Beats trying to figure out if I wanted to sit here and play with my phone or not.”
She unzipped the flap a little more while he stood and walked over to the doorway. He watched the rain fall and hit the ground. There were numerous puddles splashing manically with droplets of water as they hit. They were coming down with enough force to make this mist of almost rain going up at the same time. His eyes widened at the sight of the rain covering just about everything in sight, “Don’t you think we should be going for higher ground?”
Angela shook her head in response. The rain slowed only slightly. It wasn’t anything to do with the time as the splash of the drops against the water also lessened as opposed to the same splash being slowed down. She thought back to her childhood and the first time she made a tempest. Just like back then, the rain seemed warm and she was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans. She smiled and glance back to the inside of the tent and kicked off her shoes. She glanced to him as she went to take off her socks, “Take off your socks and shoes! Also, empty your pockets of anything that can’t stand getting wet!”
He cocked his head in confusion, “Are we making a run for higher ground? Why do we care about socks, shoes, and electronics if we are?”
“It’s not going to flood,” Angela replied, “The rain is starting to die down.”
“Okay, so what are we doing?” Lone Wolfe questioned in response.
“We are going to play in the rain!” Angela replied.
Lone Wolfe nodded and kicked off his shoes as he emptied his pockets. He glanced at her in confusion, “So if we are going to do this, why keep the rest of our cloths on? They are just going to get wet.”
Angela shrugged, “I have a change a clothes so it doesn’t bother me to get these wet. If you want you can strip down but you will be the only one.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged as he pulled his socks off. She unzipped the door and stepped out into the rain. She zipped up the tent as Lone Wolfe stepped out. His feet sank into the wet grass and mud. Despite the slightly cool rain, the ground still felt warm from being baked in the sun from earlier in the day. The ground squished between his toes as he walked.
It didn’t take long for his clothes to hang on him like a sticky wet mess as he walked out in the heavy rain. He glanced to Angela who took off running for the nearest puddle and jumped right into the middle of it splashing water everywhere and giggling as if she were six. Lone Wolfe shook his head, “You are acting like a kid!”
“Exactly!” She nodded, “There are no other adults here to tell us what to do! When was the last time you were allowed to splash in a puddle and act like a kid! Join in! The water is fine!”
Lone Wolfe shrugged and took off for the same puddle and jumped in. The splash enveloped them both and exposed exactly what she wasn’t wearing underneath. At that moment she didn’t seem to care. She looked around as if there was something starting to happen to the rain around them. Lone Wolfe didn’t seem to notice yet. She smiled and charged him. Pushing him.
He started to fall over but the fall felt slower than normal. He had enough time to crouch down and plant his foot back to keep himself from toppling over. He blinked, why is my precognition kicking in? I didn’t will it to. He asked himself. He waved it off quick enough. He saw the rain drops were moving slower than before. He figured the rain was letting up.
In his crouched position he cupped his hands and shoved them into the puddle and thrust them forward, covering Angela head to toe in muddy water. She laughed from the fun they were having. The water started to drip off of her muddy white shirt. It was dripping far slower than it should, what’s going on here? Everything is moving slower now.
Seeing that he started to notice and was distracted by it. She was determined not to lose the moment, Angela ducked down and leapt forward sending them both down into the puddle of water and splashing it everywhere. She glanced down to him as the rain slowed even more from their chortling, “This is called a perfect moment. Look around. Time is moving slower but we aren’t.”
He glanced around. The rain drops were falling so slowly it was almost as if they were drops of gel falling through water itself. They splashed and he could see the ripples and tiny drops dancing around. He glanced back to her and said, “I tried to do this on my own once but it didn’t work. How did we start this together?”
Angela rose to her feet and pulled Lone Wolfe up to his by his arm. In the ever slowing rain, Angela ran over to a near by fir tree and pulled down on a branch. She let go of it after a moment and both of them watched as it snapped back slower than normal. It shook off droplets of water in the rain. Some combined with falling rain drops, hanging in the air like gel. They could see the shock waves of the water droplets bouncing off of each other and combining.
The rain and droplets from the tree were now falling so slow that the two of them could run over and flick at the drops and change their course without getting wet. They could destroy the drops if they wanted or they could combine them into larger and larger drops. They glanced at each other, “How much slower can we keep pushing this?” Lone Wolfe asked in response.
Angela shrugged, “I don’t know,” She answered, “I was wondering if you knew how any of this worked. Is there anything after this?”
With those questions, they both fell out of the moment. The rain resumed its normal pace and surprised them both with a sudden barrage of rain and sound. Both of them laughed more in shock than anything else. Lone Wolfe glanced at her as he chuckled, “What happened?”
“We fell out of the moment,” She replied.
“How do we get back into the moment?” He questioned in response.
“Stop questioning why and have fun!” Angela replied.
Both of them giggled and chased each other to a different puddle that had not been as disturbed and muddy as the last one. Both Lone Wolfe and Jena slipped as they reached the puddle and feel in back first as their feet came up. With a big splash, the water mixed with the soggy sand underneath turning the clear water in a light brown mess quickly. Both of them laughed again as the time started to slow down. Both of them noticed but as they threw mud clods and splashed water at each other.
Lone Wolfe took off for the trail he headed down on. He wanted to check to see how his camp ground was faring while in this alternate flow of time. He laughed as he did. Angela followed behind him, “It is hard for you to run and hide when you are leaving a trail!”
He glanced behind him and saw that when the waster splashed up and away from his feet it hung in the air for a while before slowly falling to the ground. He smiled, knowing that they were back in the moment and continued to run down the path, “Too bad there is no one else around! I can sense any person around for two miles and there isn’t anyone else here. I would almost like to know what we look like to normal people?”
Angela shrugged, “Why question the moment?”
“I’m curious,” Lone Wolfe replied as he ran through the slow falling rain. He continued to run through the rain and down the path as the rain slowed even more.
As the two ran they noticed that they more hit the rain drops as they nearly stood still in the air as opposed to falling down on them now. He glanced back to her and asked, “Aren’t you curious now?”
Angela shrugged, “I guess. If there were other people around, would we be able to do this in the first place? Would we be noticed by them and if we were, would they be able to notice us at this speed?”
They laughed as they got to his closed tent. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the tent was closed and the stuff inside appeared to be fine. HE glanced back at her and something heading up to the clouds. He pointed towards the object in the distance.
It looked like the faint trail of a lightning bolt only in reverse. Once it connected with the cloud, it released several flashes before the entire thing dissipated. Both of them stood in awe for what felt like several minutes until the thunder came which sounded bizarrely slow and distorted. The sound surprised them so much that the moment ended a moment later. They glanced at each other in bewilderment. It took a moment before either of them could speak, “I wonder what would have happened if the moment continued on for any longer?” Angela questioned in response.
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “How slow did things go when you found out how to do this before?” He questioned.
“It didn’t slow down too much. It was just enough for us to notice. It didn’t get slower as we continued on. Come to think of it; while we were in the moment, I tried to stop the ability and start it up again slower but I didn’t have that urge this time. I wonder if it was something the both of us were doing without noticing it that caused that. It was as if each tick of the clock took a little longer than the last.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “So we can start this with other non clairvoyants but we can only progress this far with each other. I wonder if we could progress at all with other people watching us. Were you doing this in a public setting?” Lone Wolfe questioned in response.
Angela nodded, “Now that you mention it, we were.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged as they started to walk back to her camp ground, “When we have a chance to dry off, we will have to come back for my stuff.” He glanced at Angela as she followed, “As far as what happened with the moment you had the first time, it is possible that the feeling you had was the public scrutiny. There is no one around to witness what we are doing.”
Angela nodded, “It could be, there is a lot we don’t know about our abilities.”
Lone Wolfe nodded in agreement with her as they walked, “That is what Jena was saying all along. I don’t know enough about these abilities to say with certainty if we are doing anything right with them.”
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With Lone Wolfe knowing that Angela was a shaman she was okay with pulling the water out of the firewood using her powers after the rain stopped. She had intended to do that with their clothes as well but the energy they both spent in the perfect moment left them drained. Their minds were wired which kept them up but she couldn’t muster enough Nwyfre to pull the water out of her clothes let alone his. Lone Wolfe did have enough energy to fashion a makeshift clothes hanger. They stripped out of their clothes and hung them up after she started the fire so their clothes would have a chance to dry in the morning.
Lone Wolfe glanced to the fire to keep his mind off the fact that Angela did not have a bra on, “Why didn’t you wear a bra if you were going to run out in the rain?”
Angela shrugged, “I don’t know. I didn’t think that far ahead. It’s fine. For some reason I actually trust you around me even if we are both in nothing more than our bottoms.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “I think you would be more comfortable if I was still dating someone.”
“Oh, if she were here, I would be trying to jump her bones right now, dating you or not,” Angela flashed him a smile, “She is a cute one. Her loss for letting you go, however. You are the one that lesbians can trust themselves around.”
“I’m not sure if that is a compliment or not,” Lone Wolfe stated after a moment.
She smiled, “I would wrap my arm around you but not without at least a bra on. Take it as a compliment. I wouldn’t show off my body to just anyone. I might show it off to someone like Scarlet because I like her. I might show it off to someone like Robin or Jena because I want to sleep with them. But because we have to wait for our clothes to dry off I don’t mind if you see what you see. Now if you pull out your phone and start snapping pictures we might have problems.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “That would be the least of my worries if I were in your shoes and you had a fifteen year old boy sitting next to you.”
She arched an eyebrow, “Oh. What little evil things are going through your mind? Thinking about any sort of flogging activities while I am around?”
Lone Wolfe shook his head and blushed, “What the heck? You have a smutty mind!”
Angela giggled, “You know, boys aren’t the only ones allowed to be perverts. I know plenty of girls who think perverted thoughts. We just aren’t as cavalier about sharing them in public. We share them with people who we trust when others aren’t around. So, if you aren’t planning on that, what did you have in mind?” Angela questioned in response.
Lone Wolfe held out a hand to forestall any comment like that, “I had nothing like that planned. No snuggling, no attempting to explore how serious you are about who and what you like, no touching, no fondling, none of that. My concern is what if a forestry service person comes up her in the middle of the night and sees us sitting here in just one garment more than our birthday suits?”
Angela giggled, “You are sitting here next to a topless pretty woman with no one to stop you from imagining anything and no one to tie you down and the first thing your mind goes to is the cops?”
“It’s a valid concern,” Lone Wolfe replied, he was sure his face was far redder than the orange glow of the fire would give to it on its own.
Angela shook his head, “You know there are several things wrong with this situation. The first one is our underwear is soaked. I left them on because I thought we might have problems if we were naked but now I am starting to think you aren’t looking at me and giving me any sort of compliments because I’m not pretty!”
Lone Wolfe sighed, “That’s not true but you put me in tough spot. If I say you are pretty then you might get creeped out by me. If I don’t say anything then you will think that I think you are ugly. That isn’t true in the slightest. What do you want and what would be an acceptable answer?”
Angela giggled, “You can say I am pretty if you think so. You can say anything you like as long as you follow it up with if I wasn’t a lesbian.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged, “Okay but don’t hold it against me. You are pretty. If you weren’t a lesbian I might be tempted to take pictures of you if you gave me permission. I might be tempted to ask you if we could have our way with each other if you liked boys. However, I just need a friend right now. You just need a friend right now. One of the best things I think we can have as friends together is girl watching. We can trade notes and you might have some insight as to whether or not that girl would be my type or your type if you know what I mean.”
Angela nodded, “That is an acceptable answer and it doesn’t really change anything between us.”
“What does that mean?” Lone Wolfe questioned in response.
“That means that we can girl watch together when we get some free time. Maybe next year we can go to the carnival together, if we both can work up the courage to go and see who is there. Find each other dates and the like,” Angela replied.
Lone Wolfe nodded and at that point he had the strange urge to say something. It came with a premonition. A premonition with her living for a very long time. He couldn’t see her death but this was the furthest he could see. He could see her having a child and having adventures he couldn’t fully understand yet. That lack of understanding clouded the vision and made it hard to see. He could also see his children playing with her child as they got older. He glanced to her, knowing there was urgency in what he had to say, “Maybe you will understand this more than I. I cannot see your death but I can see you living a very long life. I can see you having a child of your own and our children playing together. Almost as if we have become life long friends and raised our children together. Maybe you can explain why my clairvoyance urged me to say that. Do you have a fear of death or something?”
Her jovial expression disappeared but it wasn’t filled with fear or anger. It was surprise followed by an odd sense of relief. She nodded, “If you didn’t have that bewildered look on your face I would have swore that Jena told you to drop that in there when the moment was right. I would have told you the moment would have been right during the perfect moment. However, seeing that look on your face I can see that you really did just have that epiphany. Yes, I do have a fear of death. It isn’t a normal fear of death like everyone has. Most of the members of my family fell to some lurking time bomb in our heads. Jena took a look with her powers and didn’t see anything wrong but that doesn’t mean that she found it or that it is there to be found yet. She could have been wrong and she could have missed it. However, I know you have powerful abilities and if you saw that then you have my confidence.” She smiled, “Thank you! You are one of the best friends I could have hoped for. I only wish fate had brought us together a lot sooner than I did.”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “Better late than never.”