01-20-2015, 04:01 PM
Sierra woke in the dream. It was much like the place she'd fallen asleep, a wayward pine. It was comfortable and still winter. She was glad to know she was still asleep but her mind had taken her into the dream, the one place she was sure that Snow could still exist.
She parted the boughs of the pine tree and made her way out from under its protection. There was no wind, only the snow that was forever built up in places this high in the mountains.
Sierra's heart sank the moment she realized where she was. A short distance away a hollowed out tree that had been home to many animals sat in the small clearing of trees. It was neatly nestled between a few rocks and had once provided shelter to her friend, it was the same location in which she'd found him, the dream flickered and blood stains soaked the snow and the den itself.
Sierra heard the whimpering of the pup she'd found, but she knew that was just her mind playing tricks on her. Snow was no longer a pup, he was grown and passed. A wolf howled in the distance, and Sierra was brought to reality, the scene was as pristine as she'd walked to it.
She stood passive, looking at the den, tears ran down her cheeks. She caught whiff of someone standing behind her. Even before he spoke, Sierra knew who it was. She smiled wryly, not reaching her eyes. "You smell different since the last time I saw you."
Sierra didn't turn to face him, she stood and cried softly at the memories.
She parted the boughs of the pine tree and made her way out from under its protection. There was no wind, only the snow that was forever built up in places this high in the mountains.
Sierra's heart sank the moment she realized where she was. A short distance away a hollowed out tree that had been home to many animals sat in the small clearing of trees. It was neatly nestled between a few rocks and had once provided shelter to her friend, it was the same location in which she'd found him, the dream flickered and blood stains soaked the snow and the den itself.
Sierra heard the whimpering of the pup she'd found, but she knew that was just her mind playing tricks on her. Snow was no longer a pup, he was grown and passed. A wolf howled in the distance, and Sierra was brought to reality, the scene was as pristine as she'd walked to it.
She stood passive, looking at the den, tears ran down her cheeks. She caught whiff of someone standing behind her. Even before he spoke, Sierra knew who it was. She smiled wryly, not reaching her eyes. "You smell different since the last time I saw you."
Sierra didn't turn to face him, she stood and cried softly at the memories.