The Daughter of the Moon

Chapter 1

'It all started when Wren was about 4 or 5 years old.' Mathias thought to himself. 'I think that's where it all started. When she differentiated from the normal actions of a child growing up.'

These were Mathias's thoughts as he looked at his adoptive daughter before him. She was carefully tiptoeing towards a loose lamb. It was very young and had lost its mother so it naturally disentangled itself from the herd.

It was weird how Wren never made a sound on the ground. She didn't leave footprints in the muddy field ground, and her eyes never left the lamb. She had almost a predatory feeling about her. Mathias watched as she creeped a few more feet closer and then launched herself at the lamb.

The lamb burst into a run but it's fate was already decided. Wren's arms wrapped the lamb and she lifted up the yelling lamb proudly.

The teenager looked at her father proudly and smiled, "How did I do dad?"

Mathias smiled back at his daughter, "Like an expert lamb catcher, Wren. Now go put that lamb in the barn quickly now before it starves to death. I'll bring a bottle so you can feed it later."

Wren nodded eagerly before running off towards the barn, the lamb now quiet now. It was always how Wren could always get animals to do what she wanted with a single touch. Mathias's wife thought it was just her charisma. Mathias was a skeptic but lived his daughter more for it.

Mathias started towards his small farm house. It was a small one room house with a loft for the parents. Wren was supposed to sleep in the living quarters but more often than not, she was found curled up against her favorite horse in the barn.

Mathias flashes back to when he had brought Wren back to his humble home. His wife had been in severe mourning and almost burst into tears when she saw the baby. She had said it was a gift from God and had loved that child as one of her own. Especially after they lost their others.

They had tried to have more children but they never made it to full term. There was only so much heart break his wife could handle. Eventually they had stopped trying and Wren had been their only child.

Mathias was shook out of his mind dazing when he saw he was already to his wooden cabin.

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Wren was settled back in the barn with the lamb asleep in her lap. She had felt the heartbreak the lamb had experienced when the lamb had lost its mother. She knew it was not normal. Every time she asked her mother about it, she passed it off as a part of her empathy. Eventually she had stopped asking and accepted it for what it was.

It was something that had set her apart. Just like everything she had done in her life. She figured this out by watching her father's guarded expression.

She always thought it was weird how she never left a footprint behind. Dirt and mud would get on her feet, but she never left a footprint in them.

She figured she would if she wore shoes. However, every time she tried to put on her mother's leather boots, she ended up puking her guts out and was sick for a couple of days. Her mother had soon banned her from even touching shoes.

Wren smiled as she thought about her mother. She had always been super protective of her. With her red hair and brown eyes, she looked like the Queen.

Feeling the urge to go back to the house, Wren gently set the lamb down in the straw of the loft. It lay fast asleep still.