Fading Hope

Huata had walked into the landscape, her paws stepping on the drying grasses that were beginning to die due to the changing of the seasons. She was rather alone and never thought she would ever meet someone new, however, she had met many kind wolves on her journey and a smile came across her maw. Her topaz pools shone bright when the moon and stars glistened across them, almost as if they were gems.

Huata continued onward, her creamsickle colored pelt continued to sway in the winds, and she would look around for anything interesting; that was when she soon spotted something in the grass. She walked closer, making sure not to make any sound and soon, when she happened to look ahead of her, her eyes widened. A pup, a young one, skin and bone with no one to help protect her. "Are you alright, Child?" Huata asked in a worried yet kind voice, trying to keep calm over the situation that was happening before her.