Blackfoot Forest in case you're thinking of escaping, before you wake, i'll take your horse

it was growing tiresome, this solitude. each step was made carelessly as it carried him from one territory to the next. he, shadow, wasn't there. it was a shell of a wolf in search of meaning.

a russet sylph walked along a parallel path. shadow stopped for a moment, eyes scanning her frame to see if he'd been noticed. enticed, he began his approach.