i am a rabbit hearted girl

There was a soft rustling and Irin stirred, glancing up from the lake, feeling a shiver working its way through her body as her mind began to jump to conclusions. Maybe it was a bear, lumbering and confused, searching for a lost child that had wandered away during her sleep. Except it sounded too small to be a bear. Maybe it was a fox then, tiny and sneaky, and curious about the fish that it had been tracking since he had seen it fall from the bird's talons so long ago.

Irin felt a little giggle growing in her chest, only to have it fade immediately when a wolf appeared, padding into Irin's range of vision and speaking as soon as her gaze settled on Irin. She was actually a pretty wolf, Irin had to admit. The red against white looked beautiful, and it made Irin feel almost envious. Still, the female twitched her ears and responded after a few moments. "Helloooo." Irin drew the word out as she examined the other female, who looked to be about Irin's age.

Tail flicking slightly, Irin rose carefully to her paws, "Are you from around here?" Irin inquired, head tilting slightly. Maybe she was a wanderer from somewhere far away from here, from mysterious lands that had never known the touch of summer, and instead lived in a perpetual spring, with flowers blooming everywhere. But the catch was that despite the fact that these lands were like paradise, no wolves could be born, and the only way to get new wolves was to snatch them from the world. Maybe that was why this female had left her realm. To seek out fresh blood in the form of Irin.

Or maybe she was just an ordinary wolf. Which was kind of boring.



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