Stone Circle There was a time

As the early morning fell upon them. The gentle chill of autumn coming in the air. As the dew pressed against paws of ink and paper and sea green eyes looked to the sky. A stretching of limbs and muscles and fur.

She took a moment just for her. A moment to breath in the fresh crisp air. To smile with all the rays of the sun. To just exist. Because her life was far what she had been expecting and it was beautiful. Beyond compare. She loved it.

Green eyes closed with a gentle snick and she simply existed in the moment. Serene. Happy. Hopeful.