Oh She thought is a sudden realization. How foolish she felt as he explained further his past situation. She looked at him again, understanding completely and now feeling like she hadn’t being paying enough attention to his story. Silently she scolded herself, and with a small smile she gladly listened to his past. It was a horrible thing, and the astonishment was written on her face as she listened. To not be able to express yourself, to be held inside and not allowed to be true to ones own nature. It was horrible. No art? No painting and creativity? Mati didn’t want to even think of what her life would be like if she couldn’t draw, or unleash her emotions on a canvas. It was as natural for her as breathing, walking and sometimes easier then talking.
“I’m glad you can express yourself now.” Mati spoke, knowing more how he felt then he might realize, since she found art such a prominent part of her life. And thankfully it was in the past, and they were both able to walk as they please and do as they like.
She could smell the horses in the distance, and see the shape of the large building beyond the thinning trees He had been nice to lead her to where he brother was most likely hanging around. It would be easy to find her way home from here, even if she could meet up with Haven. The tall wolfess continued to walk until she found the stables, the smells something unlike anything she had ever found before. With a smile the Dreamer spoke,
“Thank you, for escorting me.” Her tone was full of appreciation and honesty. If he hadn’t found her she might still be wandering around the woods without a chance.
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