the rhythms of a landscape that is breathing

[Hemming]

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:0 I'm curious!

It would be interesting to know how much the experience of finding one's Spirit Guide differed from wolf to wolf. The story that Catherine told made Hemming laugh a little, and also made him slightly nervous. Even if the creature that presented itself wasn't a reflection of the soul, he was a little frightened to see what his might be. Such trepidation came with each new encounter, though, and it would surely fade quickly. The male could only hope that he could trust his, and that they would get along. Laughing, he nodded, eyes flitting between the snake and the wolf as they interacted. Saw, for one, didn't seem to be a reflection of Catherine. Perhaps, instead, he was a contrast. Maybe the characteristics of the wolf had nothing to do with his spirit animal at all, and Hemming was totally overthinking any connection. He tended to do that. "It does sound spooky!" he laughed. If the snake knew the girl's name, it seemed likely that he had known her before they first met eye to eye that day in the forest. Was it possible that Hemming's potential Spirit Guide was watching him now, figuring out if it wanted him or not?

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