~SINCLAIR~
Sin had spent a good majority of his teenage moons in wolfspace.
When he was still young and his daemon took over, it pushed his human side to the crevices of his mind, and made him unaware of what was happening in reality. Then, his subconscious was trapped in that space till the daemon deemed it fit to let him have control again.
Sin hadn't been in wolfspace for a while, but he remembered how it felt. The meadow was just as he always met it, filled with white and red flowers. He was lying over the plants, and if all of this wasn't spiritual rather than physical, he'd be horrified by how he was crushing the poor plants.
The moon was sharp and bright, covering half of the sky as far as he could see. He smiled. Vannie would love to see wolfspace. She'd want to draw as much magick as possible from her source.