Hushed Willows whomping willow

It's all good!! <33 don't even worry

For a little while, Isabella considered herself alone. When she turned to follow the scent around a bend, however, new smells came to her, carried by the wind. One that she remembered, albeit somewhat vaguely: the sunflower. Waawaashkeshi, or simply Keshi, as Isabella preferred to say.

However, it seemed the two of them--friends, they had agreed upon--weren't the only ones here. In the other direction, a stranger drew closer, their pads and the shuffle of the plants beneath them making Isabella's ears perk and swivel. Her head raised up high, searching. The prey scent she'd been following drew weaker as the animal left the area.

Here, Isabella stilled, waiting to see who'd find her first.