Chapter 191

• [Araminta]
• Fifty years ago, across the sands and mountains in the large coastal supernatural community of Crescent City, a young witch met two wolves in the middle of the night with the mission of negotiating peace. The treaty would take another decade and a half of back and forth, and would end in a moment where the two sides came together and forged a new world, one where they would live separately from one another, keeping the peace through segregation. And as our races grew apart, we became settled in our misguided beliefs, forgetting all of our shared stories and culture, losing our sense of interconnectivity.
• Wolves and witches were never meant to live apart. Both peoples are creatures born of magic and moonlight, living in harmony with the woods whose spirit flows through our veins. We worship the same mother goddess who not only gives us life, but whose shining power leads us to our mates, and our chosen families. In this modern world of computers and highrises, it’s easy to forget our inner nature, and our connection to the divine.