I wake up in the middle of the night with a start. I try to sit up as gently as possible and take a deep breath. I realize I must have had a nightmare and I try to recall what it's about, but my memory fails. I can't seem to remember anything from the dream, and I instantly conclude that it couldn't have been a nightmare about Zephyr.
I've never forgotten a nightmare about Zephyr no matter how hard I try, so it seems that since I can't recall this one, it definitely couldn't have been of Zephyr and thus, not worth my worry.
I shiver slightly as the wind blows through my open curtains, instantly making the room chilly. I must have forgotten to close the windows again. I pick up an extra blanket and wrap it around my body until I'm feeling snug again.
I sit back for a bit, feeling extremely lazy, but when I'm sure I've gathered enough strength, I get up from the bed with some difficulty and move towards the window with the blanket still wrapped around me.
I grab hold of the window panes, closing them shut when my eyes catch sight of a familiar figure.
I stay still, squinting to see the figure that is moving in the darkness. My younger self would have cowered in fear, thinking it was a ghost because this person's movements are swift. It's clearly a woman and she has a scarf wrapped around her face.
I don't know why, but I feel like I've seen this person, if only I could get a glimpse of her face.
"Tara, are you awake? Are you seeing this?" I questioned, rousing my sleepy wolf.