my how things change
01-07-2015, 11:32 PM
Zuriel weaved slowly through the draping willow branches as she began to head back toward the den she shared with her family. She had a few mint leaves and a couple of springs of young lavender held delicately in her jaws. She was so happy that it was finally spring once again and all of her favorite herbs were growing once again. Gray, white, and black fur was ruffled in the breeze as it came through to shake the willow branches. It moved the branches out of the way enough so that she could spot the bright flash of vibrant green as a very strange wolf went by. She stopped in her tracks, blinking with confusion and surprise. Curious, she turned her path a bit to head toward the woman, stopping a fair distance away. She had never seen a wolf like this one with bright green markings and... horns? Zuriel knew it wasn't polite to stare, but she just couldn't help herself. She had seen brightly colored wolves before, her own brother was as red as a poppy, but this woman was.... interesting. Zuriel hid behind a curtain of willow branches, just peaking through them and watching curiously as this green woman sniffed around and searched for something. |