Fairspell Meadow in rest, in wake, in front of my truly born beloved

She felt like she had never seen so much green before. It rolled out before her, stretching as far as she could see, scattered with wildflowers. She bent her nose to one and sniffed, breathing in the fresh fragrance of it, the petals shifting as she breathed out. Svetlana felt at peace here, grass waving among her stout legs. She moved slowly, enjoying every moment among the greenery.

Yet, she was not alone. Unfamiliar scent flooded her nostrils, becoming stronger the further she wandered. Svetlana lifted her head from the flowers and looked around, spotting a figure in the distance. Slowly, she crept towards them, keeping her distance. She moved shyly, tail lowered so she did not seem like a threat as she moved closer.

"Have you ever seen so much green?" The words slipped from her jaws before she could stop them, a nervous bark, ears quickly flattening against the sides of her head as she retreated. "Sorry, you probably want to be left alone..." she realized aloud, turning her head away, glancing at the wolf out of the corner of her eyes.