The bright light of midday shines blinding into eyes previously adapted to the dark of night; the time of the day had changed just as rapidly as location and, more importantly, world. Florescent green leaves shimmer gently with each passing of the clouds, the breeze ruffling the pelt while bringing forth a whole new world of smells. As eyes adjusted to the daylight the lithe figure of the wolf vanishes from sight, though her presence remains hovering overhead, as it shall be for a long to come.
Please read the Rules and then join at the Joining Board. Welcome to Blossom Forest.