White Noise

She was alone again.

Her travels brought her further, allowing her to explore all that she can before settling into a home. Her hunts had left her satisfied for weeks, eating plentiful with other wolves who aided in the hunt. Reina paused from her travel, her eyes cast to the lush valley. It was a lovely site, better than most places she had visited.

It was autumn now, there was a noticeable chill in the air, but it did not stop her from exploring. Reina pressed forward, her tail swaying behind her, ears perked and listening to all that surrounds her. Nothing interest her. Not even the preys that scattered from her presence. She had no desire to hunt and spill blood, all she wanted was peace. Rather than sneaking off into hiding, the dark woman plopped her body on the soft ground to rest.

Her head rested gently on the ground; a soft sigh escapes her lips from the moment she made contact with the ground. Sleeping would not come to her anytime soon; it was not the time for that. Her eyes remained closed, ears still listening for intruders that could approached. This is where she will rest for a moment, later she will continue her travel for the unknown.

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