Just a little change

Her dreams were strange things. She felt like she was floating on a cloud, with strange images waffling past her peripheral. She could see her dad… It had been a long time since she had thought about him. Then she saw the castle, and Art and Briar. The kindest wolves she had known. Wait… was she seeing her life? Flashing before her eyes? The thought shocked her so much she woke right up.

Right into the sight of a dark toned wolf leaning over her. She yelped in surprise at the sight of him. Her eyes slashing across his pretty blue eyes and markings as soft as starlight. Oh, maybe she should have stayed asleep. She closed her eyes, but nothing happened. She winced, and cautiously opened one eye. Yeah, the wolf was still there. Holding her, kind of, and tending to her wounds. Would he be tending her wounds if he meant to kill her? Her head was still pounding, and rational thought was difficult. “Where am I?”


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