Nyx's POV
After an hour or so, she had calmed down though her gaze remained fixed on the clouds and the sun. I sat beside her on the mountain peak, my aura shielding her from the cold winds at this altitude.
"All right," I said, breaking the silence. "You seem calmer now. Tell me your name and anything you remember about your family."
My words broke her stupor and she turned to me with an embarrassed expression. Her emotions were written plainly across her face and I could see the dawning realization in her eyes that she had cried while holding my hand.
Smoke seemed to rise from her head as her white cat ears reappeared, and her hair turned silver, reflecting her agitated emotions. She kept her head down with her white tail swishing frantically behind her which betrayed her anxious state.
