Violet
I ran.
I didn't know where I was going, but I still ran.
My feet barely touched the ground.
The world around me fractured into disjointed fragments. Shocked faces. Wolves pressing themselves against walls as I passed. The thunder of boots and paws as guard wolves racing past me towards the chaos I had left behind.
My power still surged through my veins, and it felt like anyone would rather confront the mess in the castle than stop me.
The outside air hit my face like a slap, cool and sharp and real. For a heartbeat, I faltered, disoriented, before continuing to run.
At some point, I realised just how fast I had been moving.
The world around me stretched and warped, colours bleeding together as I raced through it.
Wolves scattered from my path. Some backed away in terror while others ran in the opposite direction.
