Sylvia:
"Yes!" I said as I headed to the door, not waiting for them. As I walked through I felt the familiar brush of the doorway verifying my energy before I was quickly hit with the chill in the air. I took a slow deep breath in, letting the fresh air replace the overwhelming scent of fresh rain and morning dew that came from being so close to Silas and Sinlan. With it, my mind calmed down and refocused. I looked around and saw what must have been the holding cells not too far from us. I saw a pair of large, dirty hands holding onto the bars around the window for one of the cells. They had a prisoner now. What had he done to get put in there? Was he from their pack or a rogue who broke a rule of some kind? How long had he been there?
