As the moon chases the sun

The guilt, the shame it was all still so real so raw. It drove her to wander, paws set to ground at a steady pace. She hovered near the pack lands this time though. The sun had just set, but she had no hope for the moon to rise above her it wasn’t going to be around for a while yet. She walked with less assurance than before, each paw step seeming to be falter, unsure as she slowly moved to places as yet unknown. The terrain melted away and was replaced with the strangest forest she had ever laid eyes on, bare ivory spires reaching for the skies and a large glowing pool drawing her eye.

The Vixen sprawled beside the shimmering waters, gazing in wonder at the glowing waters, a toe poking at it curiously.