Dawnlark Plains I gotta pocketful, pocketful of sunshine

Dazed, she knew she heard paws, but couldn't bring herself to open her eyes yet. Lightheadedness made the world seem like it was spinning, even with her eyes closed. 
Hearing a chuff, she quickly opened her eyes, only to sway her head slightly and draw her brows in with confusion. Where did the mountain come from? And why were there two of them? She blinked, and slowly, the two became one, the mountain becoming a huge...bear? No, a wolf, she thought. A whisper escaped her lips, as her already big eyes took up her face. Díos míos, you are huge. Fear not yet present on her face, she stared in awe at this...male.