Just A Dream

Mystic happened to hear someone approach her, their steps faint yet audible for her ears to catch the rhythm of. Her crimson orbs focused in on the somewhat orange-ish woman that happened to come toward her. Her voice, once spoken, was calm and serene, but, Mystic was not sure if someone like her could be trusted as she approached but stayed on her guard. The young lass tilted her head to the side slightly in confusion to what the older she-wolf had spoken. She was only exploring, nothing more. She was sure that if she were in danger her family would hear her cries, but, she was not afraid of adventure and fun. Heck, she loved to explore the land as much as anyone around her.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, if I treaded on land that either belonged to you or someone else. I was just looking for a place to explore and have some fun," Mystic smiled kindly to the older woman in attempt to try and be friendly and compassionate toward her. The sound of crows could be heard from above the tree branches, calling their obnoxious cries. The lass was not afraid of them and happened to growl and try to make them fly away, but her attempts were futile and she gave up, looking back over to the woman, her smile still visible upon her features. 

"Pardon, but may I ask your name? Oh, and my name is Mystic," Mystic spoke in a happy and excited tone, hoping that perhaps she had found a friend, but, her father warned her of the danger that some wolves possessed, so Mystic kept cautious about the encounter.