Drag Me Down

Goodness, the orchard was just so lovely. She would never tire of this priceless haven. With the ripe scents of fruits and animals all about, there could be no better place to find herself. The pallid princess plodded contentedly through the lush landscape, dual toned optics distant as she pondered what she should do. Her explorations for the day were at a standstill, with the hot summer sun beating down upon her narrow spine. The scent of juices and blood caught her attention, and a glowing ember of a wolf distracted her. Christ almighty on a bagel, that had to be one of the most magnificent pelts she'd seen to this day. With an intrigued huff, she trotted closer to the slumbering wolf. Crimson and gold optics were glittering as she looked the femme over, curious and a little awestruck. Not that she would admit it out loud. She reminded the ebony and ivory lass a little of a dying fire, she wondered where this wolf had come from.
Rather than possibly scare the sleeping wolf, she cleared her throat before she got any closer. "Well hello there." She hummed, smiling lightly before she settled on her rump a little ways away. The ember looked content, laying there in the sun with a belly full of food. The alabaster woman could remember many a day spent here in a similar pose. It really was a wonderful place. Delicate features took on an amused light as she regarded this woman, tall audits lifted curiously.