Blue Willow sat in the dark, craning her neck, she watched as a falling star, flew across the darkened sky. She smiled to herself, she thought of her father, and it was a bittersweet thought. She could hear his words as she sat there. ”It’s falling little tree. Somewhere, someone is falling so deep in love, they’ll never fall out of it. Make a wish. Quick little tree, wish for love and it will always come true, on a shooting star. To this day, she still didn’t know if it was a true gem of wisdom, but she decided that she wanted it to be true, and she would believe it with her whole heart.

She shifted and lay down watching the sky, for more shooting stars, hoping someone would fall in love so deeply, that they couldn’t fall out of it. Maybe that was what happened to her friend Perry, maybe he hadn’t wished on a shooting star strong enough, or maybe no falling stars had fallen that day. She smiled again at a bittersweet memory. Her father had told her, one day as they sat watching the stars. That on the day he had professed his love, to her mother, the sky had been filled with falling stars. She sighed with contentment, and as the star fell she closed her deep green eyes and wished with all her heart, to find the love her father had.

Blue Willow turned green gaze to the wolf that sat down beside her. It was the female that had sat all alone in the story. She was so small and it made Blue wonder slightly if she was tiny due to genes, of if she was sickly. The healer inside of her, almost demanded that she ask, but the manners that her genteel mother had given her, demanded she stay silent , and let the conversation come naturally.

Hello Nameless, and no I do not mind company. I was merely wishing on stars is all. That may seem juvenile to some, but Blue was not about to lie, or hide her own nature, she was not that kind. She tilted her head and spoke softly It was hard for me too, when I first came to sleep, it took me days to finally get comfortable enough to sleep.