Hushed Willows i’m frightened more than usual lately

this place was paradise to the young whelp. it was the perfect setting to melt into and waste away. the birds chirped away, the bugs hummed, the flowers swayed in the gentle summer breeze. what more could a boy ask for?

a fluttering sigh escaped his lips and to his surprise a more abrasive one followed. aeryn jumped back with a gasp, shocked to hear someone else amongst the red carpet. h-hey, who’s there?