The Willow

A deep growl interrupted her train of thought and the path she was on. The slender woman froze mid-step and glanced through the branches. Her heart-rate increased and blood pumped through her body; setting her nerves on fire. Instinctually she replied with a growl of her own; but it was higher-pitched and less intimidating. A mere reply. Who lingered beyond the willow? Who called out to her? Her blue eyes peered, desperate for the sight of the stranger, for a hint of what danger lingered beyond. She pondered turning away but didn't. "B-be c-careful w-where y-you stand," she finally stammered, a playful banter. It had been a while since she had been so bold with anyone; it brought memories of her brother rushing back. But she didn't enter the willow, heeding his warning. "I'll go," she said, sobering. "I'm sorry." His voice had been rich and accented and she wondered where he came from. She had so many questions about the alluring wolf - but he had made himself clear; she would be playing with fire to go further. She had already said too much.

OOC: Sorry for the wait! I'm having a hard time getting into Val's character