"Welcome! Ms. Ravenwing, could you go talk to Wayland? I want to talk to Mr. Snowpelt privately."
She nodded her head and walked over to Bruce.
"Madam, may I ask why you wanted to see me?"
"I wanted you to come here because I could sense that you were hiding some injuries this morning. Also, I saw your energy change color from a red to a dark black," she must have seen my confused look, "I can see the colors of people's energy. Red is anger and black is a rare color for me to find." She pointed to my arms. "Could I see the marks on your arms?"
I just nodded my head because I felt so embarrassed that she found out my secret. She pulled out a special cream and my wounds scarred up as she applied the medicine.
"There! Much better! No one as young as you should have battle scars like some of the older folk."
"This wasn't from the war," I honestly told her.
She leaned closer to me after putting the cream away. She lightly put her hands on top of mine.
