Vienne | F | Delta | M: None, open
As she stood in the woodland clearing, Vienne realized she was having the same dream again. It started in the spring and continued every so often, just when she was finally starting to get better. A small pup scampered up to her.
"Mama! Mama I found a flower- look!" The gray pup showed a small, slightly crumpled orange flower that they held in their muzzle. They stared up at Vienne with pride gleaming in their hazel eyes.
"That's very beautiful, my little sun drop," Vienne heard herself say with a chuckle, nuzzling her pup. It felt like she was being controlled, despite knowing every part of this scene... she couldn't change it. "But be careful next time- we don't want to hurt the flowers, remember. Just look at them and call me over if you want me to see."
The pup thought about this for a moment. "Okay! Can I go play by the creek?"
Vienne dipped her head, glancing back to the pack dens. "Just for a little while. Be careful though, some hunters were seen nearby.. if you scent them, come back immediately."
She watched as her pup scampered off, barely giving so much as a farewell; they were so excited to have another adventure. Dread pricked in her fur. I shouldn't have let him go by himself. How could I have been so stupid?
As if the dream was in tune with her thoughts, the echo of a trap being sprung rang through the clearing, along with a pained yelp.
"N-no please!" Vienne whined, half waking up. "Please..." She jolted fully awake with a gasp, glancing around. "Not again...."
Bristling in embarrassment, she slipped out of the den, heading off to find a scent trail.
Winter Month: 2 
Day 
Sleet
