Hushed Willows Gentle on My Mind

@Lumiya

The heat of the day had begun to slip away, the sun's luminance retreating beyond the lay of the horizon quickly as the evening began to unfurl its cool tendrils over the territory. Darkness began to seep further and further between the boughs of the willows where they hung, shadows extending until they were cast all about, finding the little mourning dove as he padded along the forming borders of the territory, marking intermittently and sniffing about the ground he traced along. He brushed along thick foliage as he moved, budding plants seemingly grasping at his fur, dragging against his pelt, though he didn't mind.

The young man had found a quiet peace within himself today. There was something good, something benevolant and gentle tugging at his spirit this day. Though he couldn't quite place what it was, it was as though something had bloomed from inside him today, working it's way out of his body and carressing everything around him with an energy that felt welcoming and kind. It was just...today was so right, so good. A soft smile dawned on his maw at the thought, and he hummed contentedly to himself, stretching his neck. The young man continued then to make his way over the edges of their territory, the soft melody and positive mien following him throughout.