Whispering woods.

The pale pigmented woman’s pink nose was too the forest floor, pale pools closed over as a gentle spring breeze danced all threw cedar falls, the sound of rushing waters cascading down over the mountain face, creating a pool of cool fresh water below, there had to be fish or something here worth the catch. And then even thoughts of being able to catch a few fish within the shallows of the liquid. It was a new normal for Fairytale to be wandering off, surveying different territories, and learning the layout of the new land around them. It had to be done, so why not herself?

The scent of deer and predators were thick in the area, which the yearling did not let go unnoticed. No, she had to keep an eye open and stay alert, she did not want to stumble upon a larger predator hunting, the ground was soft upon her paws, the air was also cooler near the water. Doe’s blet out for one another, and fawns lay still in under growth.

The familiar sounds of squirrels chittering within the trees and forest floor as they scurry up within the safety of the higher branches, her ears swivel upon her skull as a few rabbits kept munching upon their breakfast of cloves and grasses. Pausing to take a moment to look around at the beauty of the layout before her, tail dancing in excitement. Plants were in bloom, and now more than ever every wolf part of Judilia had a task to do.

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