Emberwood A new approach found

             This was the type of place Evien was used to. Tall trees, dense vegetation, mild smells. The small boy felt almost at home as he limped along, simply enjoying the day and listening to the birds singing high above him. His newfound freedom felt good, as long as he didn't think too hard on the whys of his family's splitting up. It had been what he had craved from birth, and there was a weight off his shoulders that he had never realized was so heavy in the first place.

             The boy was so enraptured by the sereneness of the place that he hardly even noticed he wasn't alone. Coming up on the edges of the trees, he noticed a large white figure - much bigger than himself - picking their way through the trees. A woman, he noted, perhaps a little older than himself. Was she looking for something...?

             "Are you alright?" he called as he approached, not wanting to startle her. He knew from experience that not all wolves were friendly, and with his leg, he needed to keep distance and gauge a response before he got any closer. One could never be too careful.