Wapun Meadow round round baby right round

makin me cry goddammit

to her absolute surprise, the wolf speaks. she smiles. Avicus looks around, wondering if she's talking to anyone else (she has to be, right?!). but her attention seems locked upon the girl, and her fur stands even more on end as the woman comes closer. and closer still.

hey, she parrots, not knowing what else to do or say. the casual greeting is completely at odds with her posture, stiff-legged, narrow-eyed. she is absolutely sure she has never seen this wolf before in her life. and to be greeted with such familiarity. . .

fear rises within her, sharp and sudden. she suddenly wants her mother by her side.