Today I saw a poster on the wall looking for new recruits for a band of men and women called The Bloody Dawn. It's been some time since I worked with other people and today seemed like a good day to do so again. I saw a man with the insignia on his person matching the one on the poster and approached him holding the page out. I felt timid and scared and I'm sure I showed it. To join something meant that I was planning to stay in one spot. Who am I kidding, the day I met my evil wolf I decided to stay by his side till he had no more need of me.
The man I approached asked me a few questions, questions that I, as Amus, could give better answers to but I as TerraLynn, my true self could only stand there timid and afraid. Why is it that now that I present myself as a female I feel small and weak. Anyone that looked at the calluses on my small hands marking where they are and how the skin has hardened would know that I have trained with the blades that sit in my belt. I've not let go of all that I have used to hide myself, I've kept this blasted accent and short hair. I can't be me yet, not till he is gone for good or dead.
As of today I am the newest member of The Bloody Dawn. I am unblooded and unknown but I'm sure I will make friends. Somehow I always end up getting under people's skins, for the good or bad of it.
