Wapun Meadow broken fingernails

No one seemed to be around or at least she didn’t think they were as So her guard went down slightly. She didn’t stop as much to look around for signs of others and instead allowed her mind to wander slightly.

Unaware of the wolf that was nearing her, the small girl trotted along her paws making no sound as she went. The Meadow looked strange in the dark though she didn’t mind. In an odd way it reminded her of her own mind. Beautiful in the light but come night it wasn’t so and instead it was dark, shadows lurking around corners and bends. 

Why was it so hard to find a place to rest? She was getting tired from traveling all day only adding to her lack of concentration.