hi!
It was high, blue eyes scanned the ground below, it almost blurred between the limbs she had scaled to reach her current height. The wind blew through her fur, when on the ground there was little to no breeze. But up among the changing and dying leaves the gusts were thicker and drew her mane off and away from her neck. Eyes returned from the distant ground, back her current altitude. The large branch was sturdy and a wide comfortable seat. It cradled her body, returning any sense of security she may have lost while scanning the world below.
Such an oak would always be a friend to the small female, its limbs and foliage a haven and sacred place for relaxation and meditation. There were to many reasons to count why she felt such fondness for the barked brethren. Even on the darkest day she found comfort in they constant strength. Where the faith and reliance on the motionless creatures developed was unknown, but her earliest memories were of her father teaching her all their different species.
The peace was short lived, though in her daydreaming state of mind she could have missed all of the happenings below. Beside the vast lake she could hear a disturbance in its surface, almost as if some beast was casting a fishing line, repeatedly. Eyes closed, Anu waited for it to pass. When it didn’t her curiosity increased until she was leaning down, watching the shore. What she found was something she didn’t expect.
Ears perked, and the fur along her back rose. The figure was different, unlike any of her packmates. Without taking time to think she descended from her perch, hopping to the ground with a thud. She needed only to take a few steps to clear the distance between them. Anu took in her scent, unrecognizable, it made her even wearier. Though there was no true threat Anu was cautious, but maybe she sought to join their pack.
“Hi.”
Her voice was clear, but held a silent question. What are you doing here? He stance was strait, even though her height was shorter then the stranger. She stood among the rest of the trees that lined the shore, silent and concrete solders always backing her. |