Sleeping With Sirens

Light steps carried her farther than she could imagine. The sights and sound engulfed her mind, leaving her curious of all the wonders that lived among these lands. Reina jogged as far as she could, her head craned forward with the wind flowing through her thick fur. Her pale nose pointed forward as she scented the land.

Days before she arrived at the area there was a pack not so far from her. She paused for a moment, her gaze cast in the tired of where she scented the pack, half tempted to pursue them. However, she reminded still. Her long legs prevented her from moving any closer to where the pack resided and pulled her in another direction.

Her travels led her to this point. Reina quickly paced ahead, her orbs shifting around until she located a cliff up ahead. Her ears perked in interest, quickened her pace; she became determined to reach the top. Each step she took were hard, but not hard enough for her to stop. A sigh escaped her lips as she pushed herself to continue, wondering what was found when she reached the top. It was long, but the rouge woman finally reached the stop, standing before her was a field of lush flowers in bloom and a figure as well.

The dark woman tilted her head to the side and approached with caution. As Reina grew closer, she noticed  another wolf, white from it's scarred back to it's toes but she could not see any more than that. She paused, not wanting to startle the other and to keep a distance between them.

"You seem very close to the edge." She first spoke, her orbs staring at the woman. Reina said nothing more after that, her face void of any expression and her ears flicked forward to listen carefully if the other woman decides to speak.

"speech"