wandering

The small gray wolf wandered into the clearing, there was a small stream to the right of her. She turned to drink from it, bending down cautiously to meet the water with her tongue. It was cooler now that the sun was no longer in the sky. After two laps of water she saw something off in the distance. It was the silhouette of two wolves, one looked way bigger than the other. The smaller one was being pinned down by the bigger one. It didn't look like something she wanted to be involved in, but she was a tad curious all the same. She hid in the tree line as she got closer not wanting to be seen. When she was closer to the wolves she heard the bigger wolf whisper into the other wolf's ear she couldn't make out any of the words except the last one "servant." If this was a force claiming she didn't want to be anywhere close. She started to quietly back away, but tripped on the root knot of a tree. She fell on her back creating the sound of a light thud. Dazed she stood up facing the way she had come. She sat down to wait so she could regain her equilibrium.