Millena was scared of the town, even if she was offered to be part of a pack. She was sad and hurt, she wanted to wait just a little while before she accepted the offer. Walking the girl held herself in a hug while looking around. What was that word Granny told her to look for if she wanted book again?
Oh yes the "library". Looking around her ice blue eyes caught on the word and she smiled but it faded before she went to the path leading to it. Walking slowly to the door she entered and made sure not to frost the handle on accident.
Looking around she soon saw shelves upon shelves upon shelves of books. It made her smile brighter. Though none would be as good as the legends back home... she sighed and went to look around. Maybe they did have some folklore? Hopefully so, she loved folklore. She was the last of the Dusk Indians after all.
