Wapun Meadow Ease my Mind

Bazi waited, but only received an irritated noise in return. She lowered her head and crept closer, making each footstep as obvious as she could. A breeze parted the stalks ahead of her, and she caught sight of a gargantuan, cream-coloured wolf - four times Bazi's age and nearly twice her size - snoozing quietly amongst the greenery. Up close, she smelled vaguely of trees and mountain air. A distinctly Vale smell. Bazi's heart leaped into her throat and stayed there, but she manged to quell her instinct to say the first thing that came to mind. "Are you alone?" she queried, casting a nervous glance about the meadow. It would seem so, but her sense of smell was impaired by the blooms - smaller wolves than this one might very well be hiding under the canopy of petals.