New Travels

The atmosphere of the unclaimed island was what first caught Silent's attention. The way the sun's rays slipped through the branches, reaching the ground and warming random patches as she walked past. The soft rustling of small prey within the depths of the woods, followed by occasional noises that signaled predators nearby. The latter chose to ignore Silent, as she did them. She was not there to mess with their game, nor was she interested in starting a fight that would cause her life to end on an early note. No, Silent was there to explore; whatever she found, she meant to leave untouched and unmoved.

Silent's attention was probably what caused her to lose track of where she was going. The sounds of the beach was gone and all she could hear was the occasional grunt or groan from the surrounding trees. Everything had slowly become eerily quiet...until she heard the sound of paws nearby. Black ears perked and moved in their direction, catching the weight of each step that seemed to be coming from her left. An unfamiliar scent, mixed with dampness and salt, reached her nose and caused it to quiver twice. Her senses started to feel on high alert, yet she tried to keep a calm demeanor. When the question softly rose in the air, she was polite enough to comply.

"Umm, Silent?" she answered the bodiless voice, eyes searching the nearby grove for colors that stood out against the various shades of green. "I, uh, mean no harm?" She continued to watch the grove, hoping to see something that would give the other being away. "Who is there?" she asked in return, hoping that the answer would come as easily as hers.