"What—Ashe?" Randy could barely form a coherent thought.
"Randy, this is Kalia," Ashe introduced his companion.
"Uh, hello," Randy scooted his chair back and held out a hand. Kalia took it.
"Call me Kay," She said, her voice and demeanor quite shy.
"Kay," Randy nodded as politely as he could.
"Kay's here to give you what you want," Ashe grinned. "I'm here to take you home."
"But—what?"
"Sweetheart, do you see his lines? See the dormant werewolf lineage?" Ashe placed a protective hand on Kay's shoulder.
"I see it," she nodded. "Don't worry," she assured Randy, her blue eyes studiously examining the air around his head. "I can see past aura colors, to the lines making up those colors. I can change your aura lines. It won't hurt. You'll be werewolf in a few seconds." She nodded, attempting to calm his fears.
Randy gulped as the air around Kay began to glow. He felt heat wash through him. Something was happening. Painless lightning coursed through his body, and he wondered at it.
"There, all done." The light around Kay disappeared. "Don't worry; I can only change things with people. I can't Change What Was. That takes more power than I will ever have. Ashe says it saved him, once." She offered Randy a lovely smile."Now, Randall Smith, are you ready?" Ashe asked as his eyes darkened and stars filled their depths.
"Uh, I guess. Where are we going?"
"You'll see."
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Ashe's Journal
Randy went to his knees in the groves the moment he saw Sara. She hadn't aged a day since he'd last seen her, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and wept while she stroked his hair. I can only imagine that Trajan, Trace and the others will welcome him into their Pack come the full moon.
There was a time, though, when I almost turned rogue. Had been manipulated to do so. That would have been disastrous. If I hadn't had help then, all might have been lost. The shining woman, too, has disappeared. None have seen her since I left Earth behind. She'd said she was from the future, but I have no idea how far that future might be.
Meanwhile, Ren and I have built a small city for the ones taken from Star Cove. No, there is no gulf—no beach here for them. We are on the Southern Continent of the planet known as Avendor, and we are surrounded by Gishi fruit groves. I have used my power to keep all inside the boundary of SouthStar Groves safe. As long as they stay here, they will never age. I have decreed it. I have that power.
I am Ashe Evans.
I am Ir'Indicti.
I am the Mighty Hand.
The End.