Red followed behind Meldresi, tail tucked between her legs in fear. She hoped the other wolf was leading her out of the forest, though she couldn’t be entirely sure. Meldresi didn’t seem like she was always there, like there might be something wrong with her. How did Red know she wasn’t about to be sacrificed or something crazy like that? The coywolf shuddered. What choice did she have, though? She needed to get out, and the black wolf seemed to know her way around quite well.
To keep her mind off of her insane friend, Red looked around as they walked. This place was dark and foreboding and scary. A mist seemed to cling to the air, and the tiny water droplets clung to her fur. The cold seemed to seep into her bones and Red shivered. Overhead, she heard the sound of yet another screeching bird, and thought she saw a raven or a crow fly past overhead, disappearing into the branches of a nearby tree. The coywolf didn’t want to spend anymore time here than she had to. She’d never be able to sleep at night in a place like this…