Slowly Drifting...

Fevered dreams courses through the woman's head. Faces loomed above her, covered in darkness. Those of her sister's servants, sent to capture her. Those that dragged her away from Swiftwater Creek. Her parents, constantly devoting all their attention to said sister in the hope she'd take over n their rule when the time came.

Rina's loneliness she'd finally broken free of came flooding back. The drowsiness of the unnaturally heavy sleep deprived her the luxury of waking. Subconsciously the was aware of her paws her hind paws thrashing behind her, and then another presence beside her. The woman was sucked back into her reminiscent dreams...