Fresh Faces

I walk to the man, and he stands.

"Elara, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Ryan. Shall we begin?" I nod and sit down. So far, he seems fine.

"How has your time been at the Luna battle so far?"

"It's been amazing; I've learnt a lot, especially about myself. Regardless of how this ends, I know I'm taking away a lot of positives from this."

He smiles and nods. "Your past isn't conventional at all, yet you seem to get far more support than most people from those outside. Why do you think that is?"

I consider his words. "Maybe because I can relate to so many of the people? It gives them hope of a better future."

"You do give people hope, Elara. My own daughter speaks highly of you. Her situation is unique, and seeing you here has made her realise that not having a wolf isn't always bad. Did you realise that you were changing people's views?"

"How did your daughter lose her wolf? I didn't realise people's views had changed, especially not because of me."

"My daughter is unique. She was born