Strangers in strange places

Kotori had never heard of the wraith’s woods to know about fears of getting lost or a spirit being lost inside should he die.  All Kotori knew about it was that he had found his way to it while roaming.  Kotori had entered t with the same mild curiosity he took to any place he was exploring.  The wolf didn’t have the heart of a traveler that needed to see every place, he only needed time away from home.

The young man stepped off the path early into entering the forest.  What fun was there in just following a path?  The wind blew through the tree’s, the rustle of the leaves a pleasant backdrop noise.  Kotori scented the wind searching for anything of interest whether it be food or danger.  It was amazing how much nicer the weather was so far south.  At home there was concerns of snow and yet here the weather was pleasant.  Kotori saw no reason to go home anytime soon.  Not smelling a threat he lay down in the grass and rolled back and forth enjoying the fresh green grass against his back.  Yah, that felt good.

Kotori Fatalis