Imagine if, from a young age, you’ve known just how unique you are in your small world, and not necessarily in a good way. Think of yourself: young with a fiery temperament and impetuous to a fault, living your life acutely isolated from your family and friends for reasons well outside of your control. While most children your age are spending their days playing games with one another, you alone are not invited. How aware you are that the condition of your unique heritage now gives pause to the parents of those children you’d once called friends. You might even be able to ignore the ponderous stares if not for your inability to shut off that innate empathic power of yours. Since you can remember, you’ve been able to physically feel the emotions of those around you; potent and extreme like putting your hand in flames or holding firm to a ball of ice. Twisting your insides in knots, your heart is perpetually wrenched by the fears and doubts of others, their uncertainty giving way to assumptions of what you may become – or maybe what you already are. As you pass among them, you feel their eyes boring into you, the rending pain tearing deep gouges across your soul.  What other choice would you have but to make yourself an outcast? What if, however, there was someone there who cared for you beyond reason; someone who refused to let you just disappear into your self-imposed obsolescence? For Greenbriar, this is her reality. Both a blessing and a curse, it is her father that refuses to let her fade into the oblivion she thinks she desires – maybe deserves. Stoic and resolute, Tyrriel stands as a stone bastion against the storm of her inner turmoil; an everpresent lighthouse to show her “the way”… and oh how she hates him for it. For his part, though his devotion is steadfast, it’s Tyrriel’s insistence that every disappointment or failure becomes a learning opportunity that is Greenbriar’s greatest source of animosity; attentions that regularly prove to be a double-edged sword. Nevertheless, her father also remains her only real provider of emotional stillness.  Of late, only when they hunt together does she find any meaningful peace in her life. Out there, amongst the wind and wilds, Greenbriar feels the closest she may ever come to finding calm; father at her side, his presence a stalwart silence for her intrusive thoughts to call out to and come back void. More than anything, she knows by the increased regularity of their travels together that he knows it too… and oh how she loves him for it.