Dawn was blissfully unaware of the happening of the castle. She didn't know that the entire castle was busy making preparations. Her day slowly slipped into night and soon she was nestled deep in her hidden hovel, sleeping the into the night. She had no idea that the world as she knew it was about to change, that the armies would invade every crevice of Aurora starting at daybreak.
Right now she was to preoccupied dreaming of the life she used to have, before she had to flee into secrecy. With a loving family and warm dinners. Before Bandrial ruined her existence. Now look at what she had become, she was wrapped in animal furs to stay warm in a black cave, so covered in dirt that she worried that no one would think she was human if they saw her now. She smelled of dirt and animal and she was a little concerned that just maybe she liked it better that way.
There was a howl through the air that lesser ears would not have been able to hear through the cave walls. She crawled from her hole to survey her surroundings. The sky was lit up, almost on fire, as a star streaked across the blackness. It seemed like every color imaginable were in its coat tails.
Dawn was overcome with a deep sense of pain and bewilderment. She fell to the ground, tightly gripping her shoulder. It was like someone was branding her with a white hot iron. She ripped back her cloak to look at her shoulder it was glowing with neon white light. It swirled and danced around her shoulder in a strange spiral formation. It seemed like ages before the sky was back to it's normal color and the pain subsided within her. Slowly, the feral girl tried to come to her feet. Her body shook through her every limb making it very difficult to stand.
She looked down to her shoulder and there was a mark on her, almost like a burn. She was very confused and couldn't help but wonder after such a long time alone if she hadn't imagined it all.
Something moved in the trees and she came face to face with the legendary white stag.
'You have been chosen 'Dawn of the Wood'” a voice resonated in her head. “Sleep now, for the world will be very different in the morning, there will be much need of your strength.”
Before she had time to ask what that meant, Dawn's world went black.