Haunted Wood Strange circle

Sunlight was flickering through the trees, glittering against the woodland floor in an array of sunset hues.

The pair trotted side by side through the unknown terrain. The dark and light played alongside each other in mirrored movement, each paw placed forward was matched by the other.

Pyramus turned to the dark Thisbe with a studying glance. Light seemed to stop at her inky cloak, a coat of nightwash black.

Pyramus sniffed, catching the fragrance of wolves.

Yes, let’s rest here for the evening.