Chapter 6: Change

The clear waters rushing over the edge of the falls serving as a screen from the outside world, it was only the sensation of violent shiver that awoke Tilla from her slumber. Her legs curled into her chest as she attempted to ward off the dampness that permeated the grotto, she wrapped her arms around them. Pulling the cold limbs closer in a fruitless effort to maintain what remained of her warmth, the pathetic sight somehow prompted a dense pile of fabric to be unceremoniously dumped on top of her.

The surprise of their mass, ridding her of the last vestiges of sleep that she had been clinging to when he had reentered into the cave. Aggravated by the rude awakening, Tilla’s eyes sprung open to glare at the beast who had thrown the articles down at her. His back facing her as he transformed into the tall muscular figure of a man once more, Luther pulled on a shirt he had taken from the ground. Not realizing why such a natural act as getting dressed seemed so strange to her at first, T