07-11-2011, 01:33 AM
Fia walked through the forest on the territory of Crimson Dreams in her wolf form. She was still a teenager, so she was still pretty young. She wondered along, until she found a creek and sat down on her haunches. Her white and black fur rustled softly against the late afternoon breeze. The sun rays made sort of an angel like glow around her. She bent down and took a long, refreshing ice-cold drink of the creek. Then she looked up, her turquoise eyes slowly looking around for any movement. She walked a few feet away from the bank of the creek and rolled onto her back, gazing up at the beautiful blue sky, which was starting to become a little bit darker as the sun slowly went down.
Fia stared up as the clouds slowly went by, her paws in the air. She inhaled the scent of the forest, her home. She loved the pine, crisp, beautiful scent of it. She sighed, enjoying the solitude and relaxation. Fia listened to the soft gurgling and the quiet rush of the little creek, she listened to the crispy leaves rustle softly and produce a sound that sounded like faint whispering. She continued to stare up at the sky, wrapped up in her own little world of thoughts. The lush grass rustled restlessly, as a stronger wind started to blow, but then slowly faded away into just a soft whisper of a wind.
Fia stared up as the clouds slowly went by, her paws in the air. She inhaled the scent of the forest, her home. She loved the pine, crisp, beautiful scent of it. She sighed, enjoying the solitude and relaxation. Fia listened to the soft gurgling and the quiet rush of the little creek, she listened to the crispy leaves rustle softly and produce a sound that sounded like faint whispering. She continued to stare up at the sky, wrapped up in her own little world of thoughts. The lush grass rustled restlessly, as a stronger wind started to blow, but then slowly faded away into just a soft whisper of a wind.