Wapun Meadow every tear, a waterfall

Thank you, dear <3

On her way home with the warm orange sun shining on to her back it was time for the white female to return home. After having ventured out for the day she liked a good chat. The female was thinking of sniffing out her new found friend Maera. A club meeting could be a fun thing to keep her busy for the night. She could also take the juvenile on a hunt even though she needed to learn some techniques herself Scarlett could always give some tips to the younger wolf.

The female was slowly settling in her new home. She wondered how many days it took her. It surprised the white female that she settled in so easily. Her rocky start made her think otherwise. Wolves were more accepting here. At least that is what she found after meeting serval new faces. Her red eyes gleamed even more in the orange sun. Her pure white coat reflecting the last rays of sunlight before it would disappear behind the mountains. It was almost like a beacon of light that transported itself down the meadow.

Scarlett stopped in her movements when she smelled a very strong scent. Her eyes only took a few seconds to see the lion of a male. An uneasy feeling settled over the small framed female. She wondered if the male was lost. Immediately her brain scolded her for being rude. Just because the male was massive, and a bit intimidating, didn't mean that he would prey on her. At least she hoped so.

A swift gust of air blew through her fur, carrying her female scent to the male's nose. Now she could hardly avoid him, could she? Blood red eyes studied the male at the small creek. Slowly she staggered her muscles forward to the male. She would have to cross the brook anyhow if she wanted to go home and she wasn't taking the long route. The tip of her fluffy white tail was gently raised in a neutral position. "You look like you have never seen a meadow before," she commented quietly. "Although I admit the afternoon rays of light make it a pretty sight to watch."