06-09-2009, 05:13 PM
Willow rest on the grass, completely calm and tranquil. As she slept, she dreamed, and as she dreamed her mind wandered. Her dreams never really rested on one subject. At times it was about the rain. Other times it was about the graveyard, as she imagined the remains below and who they once were. As she dreamed, Willow never quite heard the footsteps. They were audible, but not loud enough to penetrate her thoughts.
As a voice broke the silence, Willow flipped over into a crouch. At first she was at the defense, but after spotting the way the wolf held himself, and the scent he carried, Willow's crouch quickly slid into a bow. Not wanting to disrespect any of the pack, Willow looked down and quietly addressed the wolf.
"I did not mean to disturb you. I am Willow Siam. I'm new to the pack. I'm very sorry."
Silently, she had wished she had never entered the sullen graveyard to think. Perhaps the unoccupied land would have been a wiser choice.
As a voice broke the silence, Willow flipped over into a crouch. At first she was at the defense, but after spotting the way the wolf held himself, and the scent he carried, Willow's crouch quickly slid into a bow. Not wanting to disrespect any of the pack, Willow looked down and quietly addressed the wolf.
"I did not mean to disturb you. I am Willow Siam. I'm new to the pack. I'm very sorry."
Silently, she had wished she had never entered the sullen graveyard to think. Perhaps the unoccupied land would have been a wiser choice.