Cold Dreams

The black femme walked through the snow that was laid out among the land. They didn't call it the snow falls for nothing, and she knew it since she lived around here. Esperanza was used to the frigid temperatures that showed around the land. The cold air bit against her face as if she were being stung by bees. Little white droplets trickled down the night as the clouds could not be seen, but the moon peaked through the clouds as the snowflakes could be seen coming down.

"It sure is beautiful here," she exclaimed with welcome paws to the snow and lied down. Her coat camouflaged her since the night could be seen, but, the only thing that would not keep her hidden was the emerald optics she had been born with. The land was barren of any prey, and she knew they usually moved farther south since the snow was higher here than anywhere else.

Her nostrils flared slightly as she couldn't catch any other scents, but, every time she took in a breath, her nose would burn like fire. She didn't see any other wolves nearby, and she was kind of happy, but she wished she had a special someone like all her friends had. But, she was okay with it just being herself. Esperanza placed her head upon her paws as she let the snow fall upon her ebony colored coat.