Sequoia Coast Purple

she laughed at the question --  in her world, she would have it no other way. "i command all things." she replied darkly, a wave of her pale plume given in solemn afterthought. it was the way of the wild -- and in the wild, you did not own something unless you could swallow it. 

in her own way, she viewed the world as a savage fruit ripe for the taking -- and the coywolf before her seemed barren of any promise. with a final gaze given to her by-the-road comrade she rose, departing lotus' company in silence.