Blackfeather Woods walk the moon

@Nemesis
weird post is weird

There had always been something in the depths of Blackfeather Woods that called for the dreamy child's curiosity. Ever since Keelut had been introduced to the underground web and its magic he'd taken the habit of diving in the darkness alone, and under the glow of the deepest caves he spent his time in thoughts shared with Anna, in laughter and games, and sometimes, the deepest of silences and dreams...

There was light revolving around each wolf, like a faint mist of a specific tone to which Keelut often referred to as their 'colors'. For example, Father's ranged from a soothing purple with a tinge of blue to the color of the skies while mother was a bright orange red, like the fire in dusk. That was how Keelut knew that his parents were opposites, an odd couple, that they would sooner or later find a way to split apart. But that did not bother him, or perhaps he still did not comprehend the meaning of which he'd assumed.

And on and on it went, the thoughts in his head pulling him further apart from his reality until his eyes closed and he fell in deep sleep.