Reflections

Her heart thrums against her chest like an animal beating against its cage. For the first time in hours, the she-wolf pauses to assess her surroundings. A waterfall cascades into a collection of glittering pools, surrounded by lush greenery. Its allure is a peaceful one. The dawn sky, streaked in vibrant hues of peach and scarlet casts an almost golden glow across the landscape, and from nearby, a collection of birds twitter contentedly amongst themselves.

But despite it all, she can't quite shake off a lingering sense of anxiety.

Perhaps she merely distrusts the serenity. Given the current circumstances, paranoia was acceptable, she supposed. Regardless, she is in uncharted territory, and harbours knowledge of these lands she was vunerable. Ans she hated being vunerable.

With a weary sigh, she adopts a quickened pace, eager to pass through the hotsprings.