Firefly Glen Fear in the Unknown

She had been scared back into leading a life of a loner during her last encounter with the wolves of this land. Selena thought that the spirits wished for her to follow them to something great, but instead she found a dark spirit. One that took the shape of a bear and had an aura of death and destruction. 

At that time, almost a year ago, Selena had retreated quickly to fight against the very winds she had trusted. Now she lay curled tight amongst thick vegetation as quick grey clouds zoomed above her in the night sky. She was cold, but it was manageable. Spring was taking it's time to fully embrace the earth with her warmth, but Selena was patient. 

The outcast had dug a small hole to nestle in for the evening. The heat from the earth's core was comforting and the hole was just enough for her body to fit into. Selena felt comforted, embraced in a sort of hug. She would wait  patiently to see where the spirits would have her go next.