The Wind Whispers my Name.

🌬It's time I clarified who Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess actually is, a figure with many titles, including the head Druid princess, the “Dragon-Princess,” and a master artificer. As the Dagda-mythic-hybrid, tribrid, electric-witch, Luna-witch, famed for her craft-writing and known as the lord of a hunter or the Blood-huntress, she’s the {Shadow-Witch,} and a {Paranormal-Investigator, vampire-slayer, Wolf-Huntress.} Wolf-hourglass eyes glowing purple, possessing shifting powers, Viking-Germanic-Native warrior-heritage, freelance-author, and creative-blogger activities place here among the most notable figures, alongside the Cleric-Truth, a divine-angelic soul called Germanic-Tribe and undercover, “{Paranormal-Investigator, vampire-slayer, Wolf-Huntress,}” known as Raven-Wolf, the evocative name “Dragon-Princess.” that is me in a nutshell. 🐧🦀🦉🦄🐫🗿🏝 ♛

Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess, backstory was born beneath the gnarled boughs of the Silverfen, an elven child of moonlight and storm who grew into the head Druid princess of her people. Tourists still whisper of the Dragon-Druid-Princess, — a title earned when she calmed a wyrm's rage with a lullaby written in the old tongue — and of the strange tribrid nature that marks her: a Dagda-mythic-hybrid whose blood sings with ancient fertility magics, a practiced electric-witch whose hands call lightning like a hunter calls wind, and a Luna-witch whose silvered rites pull at tides and dreams. She is an elf and a druid by birth and oath, a master creative-writer whose runes and stories are woven into wards and weather; villages keep her poems on their thresholds as protection. Known in equal measure as lord of a hunter and the Blood-huntress, Raven-Druid-princess-Wolf walks both court and wild, balancing diplomacy with a feral, uncanny command of the woods.

She is famed as much for craft-writing as for cold, efficient justice: she's the {Shadow-Witch,} and a {Paranormal-Investigator-vampire-slayer-Wolf-Huntress.} When night-things and things-that-should-not-be wake in the hollows, she leads the small, trusted circle who call themselves her pack, tracking through fog and ruined sanctuaries. Her investigations stitch together fragments of myth and the residue of old crimes; where story's end, she reads between the lines and finds the truths that feed monsters. Though legends paint her as severe, those who know her laugh at the oddities she keeps — a notebook of impossible lines, a carved antler inked with lightning, a lullaby she hums to restore broken things — and trust her to right the balance when the world leans toward ruin. Her current path threads toward a fallen fortress where a vampire-matriarch stirs and the wolves have gone silent, and Raven-Druid-princess-Wolf goes there both as sovereign and as hunter, pen and spear ready.

The patient suffers from awful nightmares, and the plot grows complex because the researcher’s dreams are invaded and then become proper events. ✶✡︎🔜⚜️☪️🔯♋️⌛️💻

Introduce the characters: detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, aka “Shining-One,” a Paranormal-Investigator-vampire-slayer-Wolf-Huntress, also known as Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess, known as Ghost-snowy wolf,” and “Silver-White-Wolf,” who is also known as “Alpha Female, “The Zeta,” and “Queen of the Blood-Moon Pack, ” and the inner wolf within the Silver Pack, called “Frost-Fang.”

I view my twin’s special, mysterious persona best represented by Mystra, the “Dark-Queen.” Lord Cyrus-Emery, known as “Wolf-Gang,” and Dragon-Druid-Princess, who is also called Paranormal-Investigator, vampire-slayer-Wolf-Huntress, are mates. 

Born under the iron-horned moons of the Shadow-fell, Lord Cyrus-Emery earned his title the hard way: not by courtly intrigue but by the raw, uncompromising law of the hunt. A Shadar-kai raised among exiles, he bears pallid skin braided with jet cords and tattoos that map the places his rage has carved through stone and beast. They call him "Wolf-Gang" for the way his presence corrals predators and men alike, and for the low, rumbling battle-cry that draws a pack around him when the air tastes of blood. He is a barbarian whose fury is not mindless but sacramental; each frenzy is a liturgy to keep the shadow from swallowing villages, each brutal strike a promise to those who still sleep without fear. Even as a lord, he wears scavenged furs and carries a broken great axe, the weapon named Nightcarve, whose edge remembers every wrong done to Cyrus-Emery and will not forgive.

At his side stands Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess known in whispered halls as the Dragon-Princess; she is his mate in blood and oath, and she walks many paths—Paranormal-Investigator, Vampire-Slayer, Wolf-Huntress—titles she wears like blades tucked into a cloak. Their union is a jagged thing of necessity and devotion: a shadow-born barbarian sworn to keep the world from slipping into eternal dusk, and a huntress who reads old curses like maps and burns revenants with the patience of a priestess. Together they chase threats through ruined keeps and marsh shrines, hunting cults that traffic in flesh and revenant lords who trade in the names of the dead. Lord Cyrus-Emery's rage is tempered by Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess ruthless cunning; where he cleaves, she threads through the darkness to seal whatever door the monsters pry open, and so their legend grows—one of a lord who howls at the moon and a princess who answers with iron, both bound to a single, fierce purpose.

Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, aka “Shining-One,” backstory; Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, aka “Shining-One,” was born in the misted warrens of a yuan‑to brood where whispers were currency and secrecy a sacred art. Even as a hatchling, her eyes sought contradictions—footprints that led nowhere, offerings that smelled of ash instead of reverence—until those contradictions became questions she could not ignore. Branded by her kin as a curiosity and tempted by their rituals, she instead answered a unique call: a vow to a distant, stern deity of justice that translated her cold logic into holy purpose. She took the blade and the oath, becoming a yuan‑ti paladin whose serpentine patience and devotion to truth make her both unnerving and indispensable. Villagers who once feared her scales now call her Shining‑One for the uncompromising light she casts into the dark places others avoid. As a detective, Phoebe Shadow‑claw blends ritual discipline and divine conviction into an almost forensic art. She reads a crime scene like a scripture: the curl of a silk ribbon reveals a lie, the heat of a teacup reveals a hurried guest, and scales in a gutter tell of a struggle no one else would notice. Her oath—less about vengeance for its own sake and more about ensuring that lies cannot fester into rot—drives her to pursue corrupt nobles, hidden cults, and the worst secrets of her own brood. She keeps a battered casebook of prayers, clues, and penitent promises; her holy symbol is worn beside a set of thieves’ tools. Wherever a shadow falls over innocent lives, Detective Phoebe Shadow‑claw, the Shining‑One, is there to pry it open, unmask the rot beneath, and drag the truth into the light. She follows the light of justice into the darkness, one truth at a time.

Mystra was born under the wrong star in a city that loved bargains more than children, a slender Tiefling with coal-dark skin and a crooked set of horns that marked her as a curiosity and a scapegoat. Her mother stitched clockwork toys for the rich; her father vanished in a factory accident that left a shattered gear lodged in Mystra's ribs and a hunger for answers in her chest. She learned to coax magic out of metal in the soot-streaked alleys—an apprentice to any tinkerer who would take her on—and to hide her infernal smile with a practiced tilt of her head. When a plague of engine-fires ravaged the district, Mystra improvised arcane dampers that saved dozens but earned her the moniker "Dark-Queen" from a crowd that marveled at a Tiefling who governed machines like a sovereign governs subjects. The title stuck partly as awe, partly as fear; she accepted it the way one accepts a new set of tools: cautiously, with an eye toward what could be built and what must be dismantled.

Now an Artificer of grim renown, Mystra wears an obsidian circlet stitched with brass gears and a single pulsing rune she calls her crown, a pragmatic symbol as much as provocation. Her inventions are equal parts refinement and rebellion: a clockwork raven with a memory for promises, a lantern that drinks nightmares and coughs light, traps that bind not bodies but debts and secrets. She is meticulous, sarcastic, and fiercely loyal to the few she calls kin; she trusts metal more readily than most faces. Her current obsession is a ruined manufactory said to hold her father's last design—a machine rumored to rewrite a soul's pattern—which drove him to ruin and might, in Mystra's hands, free or damn those who seek it. She fashions cold, beautiful things for a world that has shown her its teeth, and she will tear down corrupt empires of brass and blood with the same careful hands that mend a broken gear.

As the story continues to unfold, the detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, also known as “Shining-One,” becomes embroiled in a shocking situation when he uncovers the fact that his family is intricately linked to the {Paranormal-Investigator, Wolf-Huntress,} curse. 🔮🪬🍀🍁🍂

Could it be that Paranormal-Investigator, vampire-slayer, Wolf-Huntress, also called Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and Dragon-Druid-Princess, is unaware of something related to the approaching blood-curse and an entity far more ancient and inscrutable than she can imagine?

Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess and Mystra, known as {Dark-Queen}, are not twins, but were adopted, and this is the plot twist in the story of “Twits.” This terrifying story, inspired by urban myths, features a paranormal investigator, a Wolf-Huntress, and a lord, alongside a Dark-Queen, seeking revenge on supernatural beings.

It is a possibility that the truth has been hidden from Paranormal-Investigator, vampire-slayer-Wolf-Huntress, who is known as Huntress, Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess. In relation to the blood-curse, is there something even more puzzling and unknown than we thought?

Having not seen my twin since we parted at 18, when one of us was good and the other evil, we met first time in my dreams. Then, now that the year was 1812, what brings you back home, Mystra; known as {Dark-Queen.} Just so you know: our home is by the Athkatla castle, on East Dusty Ridge Island. 🗿🏝

By using herbs and magic, she needs to figure out why her sister is involved with evil, mend their bond, and possibly learn about her secret history.

Her ancestry is 52% Southeastern England & Northwestern Europe, she then finds out she was adopted, and that she didn’t have a twin.

I was sitting with coffee because we hadn’t seen each other in a while, it had to be nine, and Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, also known as “Shining-One,” was checking out our home, giving her friends time to talk.

During the investigation, Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, also known as “Shining-One,” lost her footing and tumbled into a dark crypt, but luckily for her, she possessed magical powers, so she could see where to go next.

When she was busy with her task, Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and/or Dragon-Druid-Princess rose, and just then she stood there, staring into the universe, her gaze unfocused.

To survive and overcome the house’s ghost, which has the cursed hope-Dimond, Mystra, who is also known as “Dark-Queen,” will need to collaborate, because every four years at midnight, the ghost traps the spirits of whoever is inside. 

At present, Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, also called “Shining-One,” is stuck in the crypt, and Mystra, who is commonly known as the “Dark-Queen,” has been privy to this secret since her adopted dad shared the truth with her, resulting in her decision to leave home.

Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and/or Dragon-Druid-Princess had just seen the truth for the very first time, and it was at that very moment that she could snap out of whatever she was experiencing, and after she did, she told her twin, even though it wasn’t actually her twin, and with a look, she said that she needed some time to reflect.

known as Ghost-snowy wolf,” and “Silver-White-Wolf,” who is also known as “Alpha Female, “The Zeta,” and “Queen of the Blood-Moon Pack, ” and the inner wolf within the Silver Pack, called “Frost-Fang.”

In need of some form of comfort, the quiet lasted until Lord Cyrus-Emery, known by the name “Wolf-Gang,” broke the silence, and, since you now understand that we are mates, when a pair accepts the bond, they frequently “mark” each other, typically by biting the other’s neck, a process that acts to solidify the claim, and further enhances both the emotional and sometimes telepathic connection that we share.

With the old clock chiming in the background, Lord Cyrus-Emery, who was known as Wolf-Gang, stated: “We are now mates.”

Often predetermined, this potent and enduring supernatural link is characterized by an immediate and intense attraction, the capacity to read minds, and the experience of shared emotions.

A bond originating from scent, sight, or touch becomes exceedingly difficult to break, evolving into a supernatural bond, meaning that the death of a partner will consequently generate intense sadness.

With the time now showing ten thirty, and a limited window of just an hour and a half to save Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, also known as “Shining-One,” Mystra, who is also known as “Dark-Queen,” declared that we must depart without delay.

The old castle’s most important element involves the intricate mazes that make up a pathway down to the crypt, and it is within this crypt that Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, also called “Shining-One,” is currently imprisoned, thus making Mystra, also known as the “Dark-Queen,” the only individual with the skills to successfully travel through the mazes and get to her.

In the beginning, Mystra, who was also recognized by the name “Dark-Queen,” was tasked with the job of communicating the truth, related knowledge, and details to Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf.

Mystra, however, halted her from completing her thought, revealing her prior knowledge of the adoption, the distinction between them not being twins, and the similarity to the Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf scenario, also stating that the details or motivations were unimportant, and that, with the past behind them, they should move on.

With the discovery of Detective Phoebe Shadow-claw, also known as “Shining-One,” who again secured the doors against the deceased, we have in our possession the accursed “Dimond-Heart,” following this, we all exited the crypt, went upstairs, and made ourselves comfortable by the fireplace, and currently, the time is two o’clock in the morning.

There was no time for additional discussion at that juncture, especially with “Ghost-snowy wolf-Silver-White-Wolf” present, who is also known as “Alpha Female,” “The Zeta,” and “Queen of the Blood-Moon Pack,” and the inner wolf within the Silver Pack, referred to as “Frost-Fang.”

Upon entering and settling in between Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and Lord Cyrus-Emery, who was called Wolf-Gang, both were seen gazing up at them.

When everyone was fast asleep, it is possible that the truth has been kept secret from Huntress, who is known as Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess and who is also a Paranormal-Investigator, vampire-slayer-Wolf-Huntress. Regarding the blood-curse, could it be that there is something even more perplexing and uncharted than we have imagined?

She too, was keeping a dark secret from everyone, but now that Lord Cyrus-Emery, known as “Wolf-Gang,” are mates, he now can read every thoughts, mind control, and are bonded to each other, going to a hidden path that leaded her to a special garden, making a cup of coffee, she sat under her favorite spot under a beautiful white-willow tree to think.

The silence was absolute, and at that moment, the Wind seemed to whisper my name, which led me to scan my surroundings, but I found nothing, and I called out to the spirits for help, and because of being startled by a sound I had never heard, I was then caught in a swirling vortex that sucked me into a portal, transporting me a decade into the future, and into the year 1822.

Within that vision, I am wearing the cursed Hope Dimond; the truth being my secret, as I was attacked by a vampire in university, but never told my mate, a situation that now demands his awareness.

The morning arrived swiftly; it appeared I had only just fallen asleep, but upon observing my surroundings, I recognized I was not in my bed, but in my hidden sanctuary, while all the others were already awake and in the process of searching for me.

Suddenly, Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf and or Dragon-Druid-Princess, who also served as a Paranormal-Investigator and a vampire-slayer-Wolf-Huntress, showed up by the fireplace, rearranging the wood, and Mystra, also known as “Dark-Queen,” reacted with a bewildered, “Where did you possibly come from?”

I need you all to take a seat; I have a confession to make, said Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf, taking a sip of my coffee, when I was University, was off campus, it was late in the evening, and walk home from the library, only suffered a bite on the wrist, just then Lord Cyrus-Emery, who was called Wolf-Gang, we mated, that make you a hybrid a very power in many fictional works, the extremely toxic wolfsbane plant, also called aconite, is a typical weakness.

Serious health problems, physical weakness, or even death could arise from exposure through ingestion or skin contact, and this depends upon the substance’s origin. Sometimes, it behaves as a strong toxin, preventing their recovery.

Having addressed that point, may we now shift our focus to the curse associated with the “Hope of Diamond,” while bearing in mind our existing knowledge of the friends or mate, and subsequently the Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf, or potentially the Dragon-Druid-Princess, who moreover functioned as a Paranormal-Investigator and a vampire-slayer-Wolf-Huntress, she ultimately proved incapable.

Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf, understanding that the item was hers by ancestral right, experienced the sudden appearance of a parchment scroll, which signified the conclusion of the quest.

This description includes the individual called “Ghost-snowy wolf,” also known as “Silver-White-Wolf,” who goes by “Alpha Female,” “The Zeta,” and “Queen of the Blood-Moon Pack,” and mentions the wolf spirit “Frost-Fang,” her familiar, that dwells within Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf of the Silver Pack.

As Ghost-Snowy-Wolf was amid her run, the wind softly called out her name, which brought to mind a famous indigenous quote, reminding that individuals are intrinsically linked to the earth, the sky, and the unseen spiritual plane, and, are never isolated.

When Raven-Druid-Princess-Wolf was deeply asleep, I discovered myself dream walking through the mind of Ghost-Snowy-Wolf, and while within that dream, a message arrived from the wind keeper, but keep in mind that this might just be my imagination at play, so consider it in whatever way suits you.