Phantom Hollow Let the Rain fall down and wake my dreams

@Donovan Azura
(This should be fun) 

Unlike the inviting darkness of the woods, she had a very strong feeling this land, was not meant for wolves. 
Even she felt the cold sensation of being watched here. No, these woods, this place, was even more sacred. 
There were some places so sacred, so dense with the energy of spirit, even a witch dared not tread. She would not make her home here. The woods surrounding it, perhaps. But not here. Here, was where they perhaps would lay their dead. Only the dead would live here. 
She uttered a small prayer and a spell for protection as she traveled through the sacred land, eyes only on the ground in front of her paws out of respect. 
And all around her, the rain poured.