Sun poured into her room. The tall windows allowing it to freely fall over the knotted rough hardwood, flowing towards her like water from a facet. It reached her sleeping place, and pierced her closed eye lids. Feeling it's warmth Mati knew it was safe, and allowed her purple eyes to open and greet the new day. The bandages had been discarded the day before, a few before her mothers recommendation, but she was sick of them. Her scarred arms stung slightly at contact, but only as a sign of healing. The earthen tones girl rose, and found new energy to match the new day.
A door from her porch like room took her to the back of the Manor, drawing pad under her arm the girl walked idly out into the fresh summer air. Pencils tamed wild locks of fur behind her ear, and she stalked into the open for a mid morning ritual. She showed no fear, unlike the timid nature she had shown right after her attack. It was daylight, and Mati could find contentment with the sun at her back. Even since puphood the girl took the god as an ally against the ghastly shadows that frightened her.
It did not take the young woman long to find the moving shape of a puppy in the distance. Entering the grassland Mati let a smile creep onto her face as she watched the little wolfess move from flower to flower. Blowing the seeds from dandelions as if stalking prey. The tall wolf moved towards her, cautious as to not scare the most timid of the Marino-Sadira children. She knew how uneasy it could be to finally venture out into the big world, though faded Mati still held onto similar memories.
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