Five nights at weeping woods

Renhett watched the tree's sway back and forth carefully, her red eyes keeping close watch on them. The long strands of these weeping willows held a lot of secrets behind them and she could feel it deep inside of her. A small smile sparking on her face as she crouched a little lower, heading near the tree and rubbing the side of her body against the bark to scratch and itch that had been bothering her. The night's air was nice, winter or not this place seemed like a perfect paradise. However, every piece of land held its secret, and she was urged to rip it apart from the seems. Not literally, just she wanted to see who lived here, who passed by here, and what kind of animals found their home in this place.

The young lady would raise her nose and try to search for some sort of scent. This place smelled so clean, the water around her showing a perfect reflection of her black head on a gray body. For a moment, it made her think about her family. Yet the thought was quickly blown away with a shake of her head. Black tail moving behind her as the oddly colored lady continued farther into the lands. Humming softly in the moonlight.