Chimera Fields Wasting Time on Love That Wasn't Real

Her travels brought her to a field of wildflowers, bright with color and life. She was drawn into them , wishing to experience the wind-stirred colors around her body. In the forest where the majority of her wandering took place, flowers were sparse as jewels amid endless evergreen shadow. 

Thus Esme waded into the meadow. The foliage was not tall but it ticked her lower legs as she walked. Moments passed as she relished the beauty of the flowers, but when she gazed about she noticed an abrupt, dark interruption to the living rainbow. He was a large, lithe wolf, male by scent. His height surpassed her own and she feared a conflict with him would not end well for her. 

Esme froze in place, silent. He looked to be hunting but he probably had seen her already. She did not wish to call attention to herself nor disturb his hunt.