A thin mist hung in the air. The tree bark was wet, and dew clung to every grass blade and leaf. However, the clouds did not cry. There was no rain, only a moisture rich air. In the damp mud, paw prints remained. Some of small animals, some of birds, and one of a wolf. Well, mutt.
With her snout held high, the female weaved her way through the trees, humming cheerfully. Today she was in her natural wolf form, with only a yellow ribbon tied to her right wrist and a sapphire one wrapped chaotically around the middle of her tail. Her pink eyes were bright, taking in every lovely inch of nature.
It was a nice day for a stroll, a nice day to explore the territory surrounding her new pack. So far, Viola was quite enjoying her journey over Halcyon Mountain.
Back at home, Chara was probably still working on the cottage. A little part of the wolf felt bad for leaving her sister at home, but she really wanted a chance to explore by herself. She absolutely adored her sister, but sometimes Chara could be too overprotective. Viola was a big girl - she could take care of herself. Here, by herself in the lush mountain forest, she was free. Here, she could listen to what her heart told her, and happily wander aimlessly.
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