Sunset Valley What the future says,

morwenna’s eyes remained focused on the food before her, the familiar taste of the meal grounding her as she ate. her body, though still recovering, craved the nourishment, and yet her thoughts, as always, wandered. the silence of the valley offered no distractions, only the quiet hum of the land beneath her paws.
but then, her gaze shifted.
there, just at the edge of her sight, she noticed blackfell. the shape of him, dark against the pale stone, a presence she had learned to expect. something about the way he stood, strong and unyielding, drew her in without a word. she felt the stir of something within her, a quiet, yearning pull.
slowly, she stood, careful not to disturb the peace that lingered around them. her tail swayed softly, the movement subtle but telling. she did not speak—there was no need for words between them now. she only hoped, quietly, that he might step closer.