Plans of the enemy

Ivy P.O.V.

I’m floating. The skies are cold and wet against my skin. I know I’m dreaming, but then again; this doesn’t exactly feel like a dream? It feels real somehow. I know I can’t fly. But I can fly. I flew when I trained with Jasper, and again when I fought with Ashari.

‘Just wait and see, little one.’ Raven says. Huh? So, she is here as well? That gives me a strange sense of protection, but if she is here as well? ‘We haven’t left our mate's arms, Ivy. No one can sense us. I’m shielding us. Just wait and see. We are going to learn something important, I can feel it.’

I do as she says, letting our body float through time and space. Then something forms around us. A camp of some sort. We float down, landing like a ghost amongst those who are working there. A feeling inside says we need to head left, so that is what I do. Raven is humming quietly, making my entire see through body buzz.

Further up ahead the road I chose there is a big tent. I enter through the side, standing in