SOME LEGEND ARE TOLD, SOME TURN TO DUST OR TO GOLD

Reared up on her hind legs, she slowly fell to the ground as a dark she-wolf approached. Her eyes widened happily, and her tail waved behind her. Her cerulean blue eyes studied the wolf approaching her, and Remy wondered if something were wrong with her. She seemed off- was she sad?! Maybe she could cheer her up! That idea excited her greatly. ?Hi!? She greeted the other wolf excitedly, bowing down slightly in a playful manner, her eyes glittering with happiness. ?I?m Remy! Who?re you?? She inquired, her tone blissfully ignorant of any hardships the other may be facing. A breeze ruffled the willow tree next to her, causing stem to tickle her side and she giggled, batting it away with her paw. ?What kinda trees are these?? She asked, her brow furrowing slightly. ?Can I ask you a question?? She asked, turning her hopeful gaze back towards the darker wolf. Remy didn't know where she was. Perhaps this dark stranger knew! She supposed she could have asked others a while ago where she was, but she hadn't. It perplexed her to not know, if she were ever going home- or if she were ever going to see Breen again.
"Burn Baby Burn"