Bring On The Wonder

It is Meadow’s turn to jump when a voice speaks up. It is just one word and when she looks at the young wolf, she sees a smile on his lips. The young wolf has the scent of Armada on him and that, coupled with the fact that he looks like a perfect blend of Zee and Sirius, has Meadow relaxing. A smile of her own mirrors the young wolf’s and she says, “Oh hello! Sorry I was just talking to the tree.” as she gestures a paw to the willow she danced with. Eyes sparkle as she says, “They are very good listeners.” and a laugh floats out onto the air.

Turning so she can face him a little better, she bows her head respectful and says, “My name is Meadow. I hope I did not startle you. I was just having a dance… with the willow.” The smile takes on a thoughtful quality as she looks at the tree. After a small pause she adds, “You know, I don’t normally make a habit of dancing with trees. It just…” with a shrug of her shoulders, she looks at the young wolf and finishes, “called to me.” Her smile grows as Meadow says, “Oh well. How often do I get to say, ‘I danced with a tree’ and mean it?” Her laughter fills the air.



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