Shivers

Watching the wolf as she smiles, Meadow feels like she did something wrong. Try as she might, the small wolf cannot figure out what she did wrong. Smiles are meant to put others at ease so it cannot be that. Maybe it is just her. That has to be it. Meadow needs to be happier. The tentative upturn of her lip has the small female relaxing a little. Okay, maybe she was wrong, it could just be the way she had appeared suddenly. Really, she should stop worrying so much.

The flood of words takes a moment to be absorbed and she waits patiently. Oh, her name is Abilene. Meadow really likes her name. When Abilene's ears perk at the mention of the plant, Meadow’s eyes light up. Making a conscious effort to speak slower and more carefully, she says, “It is a pleasure to meet you Abilene. I am looking for a plant called Jewel Weed. I have heard it grows around here. Do you know of it?” Looking hopefully at the wolf, she adds, “Are you interested in herbs?”



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