Old friend, come share a tale

The world can see her and yet, Meadow has been trying to stay hidden. Her sister no longer roams this earthly habitat and the ghost woman thinks that the person who is left that remembers her is too angry to want to see her. So, she is far from the castle when a familiar voice calls to her on the wind. The earthen wolf’s head snaps around, eyes widening in surprise and joy. Movement has no meaning for her as she latches onto the voice, willing herself to be there, with the friendly Outlaw she had met all those seasons ago.

Emerald gaze finds the dog and his hat, sitting on a grassy knoll overlooking the rolling waves of the ocean. A great, belly-deep laugh erupts from her maw as the ethereal woman materialize near him, rushing in to steal a hug before he can back away. As she retreats, she leaves the ghostly whisper of a kiss on his cheek before properly stepping back to get a good look at him. There are some new scars on his body and they cause a frown to tug at her lips.

However, when she looks in his eyes, the dead wolf remembers all the fun they had, even if it was short lived. Another happy laugh fills the air as she says, “Outlaw! I never thought I would see you again! Or… well… not in this world anyways. I am glad you are still alive! And doing well I hope?” Meadow beams a giant, joyful smile at him, tail wagging so fast that her ghostly appendage leaves strikes in the air.



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