Dreaming of You

So much had happened in the aftermath of the war, so many things had changed. Her world had been violently torn, ripped to shreds. She had lost two of her children, and Seraphim in such a short amount of time. She hadn?t even had time to feel. Sendoa had given birth, the hurricane had landed, attacking the land brutally. She?d barely had time to rest with the injuries, and those who seemed to need her every moment. It was with exhaustion that she trekked to the thick of the forest away from her den, to rest. She needed a night?s sleep, though she was still in sound distance if another called for her.

She collapsed under a tree, crawling in the thick of the brush. Curling into a tight ball, she?d close her eyes, lids growing heavy to cover her golden orbs. She would slip into a dream. Her eyes opening in her mind, seeing a grey mist that cleared slowly revealing a beautiful landscape. Blinking she would look around, pulling herself to her paws, and walking forward. She wasn?t sure exactly where she was in the dream world, but she was hopeful that this would be one of her better dreams, not a plaguing nightmare that she seemed so cursed with in the last season. A familiar scent billowed in the air, and she took a deep breath, a question forming on her jaws in astonishment. ?Seraphim??