Dew Drops and Honey

[Mama Z]

Spring was slowly pushing away the seeming lasting effects of Winters' cold touch. Though the afternoons would warm, the morning was still cool almost pleasent. The fields of Doresu were gladly bending to the sun as it rose over the mountain and lush canopy of trees. Instantly the yellow beams of sun breathed light into each living thing that laid in the open fields. Flowers of many colors dotted the fields giving the otherwise fields of green a since of beauty one would find in a cave lined with jewels.

Dew dotted each form of plant life, giving everything an even more since of life and pricelessness. Each dew dropped sparkled as if it were a dimond of the finest cut. Butterflies fluttered about as well as bees and humming birds. Quickly all gathered nector and pollen wishing to feed its hunger and need for reproducing. A butterfly of orange and black fluttered about joyfully, moving from one tulip to the next, when it became weary and landed on a white lump. Indeed the white lump stood out greatly against the green of the biology around it. It shifted and moved and the butterfly scuttled away.

The wolf in which it rested, tried to fight off the warming suns, trying to grab the last bits of its dreams before facing reality. With a small barely hearable sigh, the wolf shifted and sat up. She was a small thing, and was white laced with bits of grey. Her eyes gazed around, a light grey with flecks of red, blue and green, a new eye color from a recent adventure in the heavens. But it wasnt her pure color or the otherwise unnoticable flecks of color, it was the wings that rested on her back. Much like the insects around her, hers were in the shape of a butterflies wings. Each wing an exact image of the other, each holding a translucent white, and grey patterns. However, in the right wing, a small hole rested with cracks much like a spiders legs moving out from it. A battle wound, yes.

Nisha let out a large yawn, exposing white canines and looked around. It was a beautiful morning and she felt a peace as the suns rays warmed her white fur. Indeed a beautiful morning.

[Aveilthé]

Kalpana ambled over a grassy hill, enjoying the wind on her
wrinkled face. Behind her trailed her bizarre-looking, long hair,
greying due to age. It was tied back, yet there were antlers tied
to her hair also, with feathers tied on to the antlers. The weight
did not seem to bother her.

Her small physique swayed on her delicate bones. She was an old
wolf, but no doubt a senile one, but with great wisdom still in her
stead. Her soft, kind brown eyes noticed a she-wolf lying about
beneath the sun. Nobody else was around; they were either
asleep elsewhere, or who knows what. In was a vast territory,
after all, and only so much that this wolf could walk.

"Good morning, my dear," piped old Kalpana, smiling. "I'll just be
on my way; I don't mean to interrupt you on your slumber or
anything. I'm hoping to catch a rabbit, but these old legs are
tired, so perhaps later..."

The antlers in her hair rattled together as she passed on by, but
she halted as she neared a tree. The tall grass was swaying
ahead of her, and she caugh sight of a rabbit munching on a blade
of grass. "Oh, phooey," she grunted, sitting back on her aching
legs. "This athritis won't allow it."

[Mama Z]

The voice had defenitly startled poor Nisha to completely awake and up. Wide eyes stared at the wolf as she passed without a frown and was speaking to her as if she had met her before. The grey eyes took in teh form of the wolf. She was indeed old, the way her legs seemed to vibrate with an effort to stay up, the way her face seemed to fall since the gravity of the earth. But was odd about her was the antlers and feathers and well..just the over appearence of the wolf.

For once, Nisha couldnt be intemidated by the old thing. Sure she was still startled by her sudden appearence, but none the less. She watched carefull as she seemed to just give up on the chase before it started. She blinked a few times to watch the rabbit scury off with his tail high in the air. What could she responde with? Im sorry it hurts here let me? Would a wolf want somethign else to take such pity? Or was this a trick of somesort? Inside, her heart picked up its pace, what if this was indeed a trick adn teh wolf before her wasn't that old?

[Aveilthé]

Indeed, the rabbit bounded off, but Kalpana wasn't too dissapointed.
It was expected. She then turned her head and noticed that the wolf,
Nisha, was staring at her as if she was the oddest thing ever
spawned. At this point, Kalpana felt the need to crack a joke, but she
didn't feel in the mood; she was a bit exhausted traveling up the hill
just to get to the grassy field where the rabbits roam. But then
Kalpana noticed Nisha's wings, of which were a butterfly's, and
she couldn't help but to stare in turn. Noticing this, she said meekly,
"Ahh, m'dear, thought you were already awake... an old fool's
mistake." And she laughed some. "Can't see as well as I used to,
either. Well go back to sleep, dear... I'm gonna head off to
scrounge around for more antlers or... somethin'." Before she started
to pad off, she paused. "Lovely wings, too dear. In all my life I've
never seen such pretty wings on a pretty wolf."

[Mama Z]

Nisha felt the blush rise from the tip of her toes all the way to the tip of her ears and as a consequence shrunk back slightly, almost as if trying to hide it. 'Th..thank you.' She whispered glancing back over at her. 'Your feathers are pretty.' She complimented back.