Through the Ashes

Faelyn's eyes were overflowing with tears. Members of her Pack tumbled past her, shouting and coughing, trying to escape the flames and their enemies. She heard her name, her mother's name, Daemon's name being screamed, her people pleading for guidance. They were all a blur. The flames that were nearly engulfing her and her mother were just twinkles in the corners of her vision. Her glacial eyes were trained on Ezra, her mother. The woman who had birthed her, raised her, protected her-and prepared her.
"Run, my sweet girl. I will always be with you."