the wolfen

She lifted her head and broke the forest's stillness with a howl of longing, of aching. The creatures of her wood could hear her heart shattering within that sound, as it had every night past, as it would every night future. Alone in the world, the wolfen sang her sorrow to the ones she would forever protect with her own life, as those before her had given theirs to do.

Alone, she sang.


Dedicated to missy Patti. ~shamillongsword and her <3 of wuffs.

model: *Lisajen-stock