Restless Stroll

Awaken sat silently by one of the rare trees that was standing in the middle of the snowy feild. His ears pricked forwards and body perfectly motionless. He loved nothing more than just quiet, thus the whole reason why he loved snowy landscapes. ?His mind ,however never seemed to fall silent, but on this rare occasion not a voice or vauge flashback crossed him. He just sat and listened to the breeze wistle over the snow and the small chattering of chipmunks and foxes. He would occasionaly wince at his paw witch he held off the ground... Hed stepped on a branch and had a splinter wedged in his pawpad.

? ? His ears pricked back when he heard rythmic pattering of paws... Wolf paws. He rose his body off the snow silently and scanned the landscape and saw a little white fae trotting tward him. He gave a small smile to greet her, setting his back paw down and jumping slightly at the pain from the splinter. He had forgoten about it. "Hello." His voice rang softly against the snow, rolling like dull thunder.?