Shadow Hearts Colored in Blue

I've been meaning to get Sen to converse with some Blackfeather wolves, so viola. Some small injuries welcome if she gets on your nerves. :)

Two of her travels hadn't landed her at Greatwater Lake. Twice she'd seen the dark forest casting it's shadows from afar now, and yet she'd somehow managed to refrain from getting closer to it. Well, one of the two times she'd managed to stay away. This time, however, Sen found herself steadily walking towards the mysterious forest, her steps lacking hesitation and caution. The scent of a border traveled on the air, making it clear to her that a pack had claimed the woods. It was disappointing, as she'd been looking to enter and explore. The thought of simply walking in anyways had crossed her mind—several times, actually—but she was not a fool of any sort. Not crossing into a claimed territory had been the main lesson drilled into her when she was younger, and while she respected those words, they weren't enough to prevent the shadowed wolf from getting closer. Closer than necessary, probably, but she didn't care, as her attention was on the forest itself more than what might lurk within it's many shadows.

While her body had wished to take her much farther, Sen refrained from doing so and stopped about a quarter of a mile away. From there she began to walk the perimeter of the area, her amber eyes not leaving the shaded forest for even a second. Like the night, it seemed to call to her, as most dark things did. She was comfortable when walking in shadows, as they seemed to wrap around her and move with her as a second skin. At night, Sen would become one with the shadows, her form moving through each one with ease, as if they were carrying out a dance shared only between them and herself. It was not the night's hour now, though, which aggravated the arrogant woman. To her, it was unfair that the woods got to keep all of the shadows even in the realm of the day,while she was left out in the sun. Still, the sooty lupine would not allow for herself to get swept into them and trespass. Without her knowledge, though, her legs carried her closer to the border to get a better look into it. She had yet to cross into the territory, nor did she plan to, but the call of the darkness was as tempting as ever. “The shadows must all gather here during the day...”