Stone Circle bubblegum wine

The world fell into a winter bliss long ago, and she was a simple wolf, with soft brown hues sticking out like a sore thumb within the powder. She was the final touch within the blend, a little bit of coffee and cream with just a touch of milk to lighten up the flavor. Though there would always be an imperfection, as the sweet design was scratched by a wide scar upon the side of her leg. With each stride it was clear to see, and not many could miss her obvious disfigurement. However she never paid mind to it, nor' did it effect her daily life. She did not get daily pains, she did not get joint soreness, it was a simple blemish which made the eye wander toward it. She was living life.

Aerasha was a fine lady enjoying her wine in the afternoon, no worries, no troubles, and relaxing. However everything seemed a bit too relaxing that it started to bore the fae. Easthollow was almost too peaceful that even on her getaway weekend, nothing changed, so she thinks anyway. Perhaps there was and she has yet to notice- and that's a shame, for she is such a nosey wolf and yet to notice any drama? Her paws would be all over hearing that. Or maybe her paws were all over it in the first place..

Nontheless, life was too peaceful. Wandering around the Stone Circle wasn't that much fun anymore.