Ferra’s Dream

Chapter 6

Ferra opened her eyes to see a desert. She heard a squeal. She turned around and saw a small black wolf, along with two other wolves the same size. Ferra started to walk towards them. The two bigger wolves were looming over the small black one, it wasn’t that old. One of them, the male, was dark grey colored, like the clouds before a storm, the other, was female, white and fluffy. The grey one and the white one argued. About what? The smaller one? After about a minute of arguing the grey one walked up and grabbed the little black one by the scruff. The grey one stomped off with the pup in its jaws, the white one slowly followed. Where were they going? Ferra looked at the white one. It was rather fat. Could the white one be on the verge of having pups? Ferra ran to follow the wolves, but she didn’t seem to move. Ferra’s legs were moving, but she wasn’t going anywhere.

Ferra jolted awake. She sighed. It was just another dream, yet, they felt so real. The dream didn’t matter, why should it? It was just a dream, and besides, today she was going to meet Fenic. Ferra climbed out of her hole and looked at the land below the cliff. It was thick and white, it probably snowed last night. Ferra half climbed half slid down. Once at the bottom she turned left.

Ferra walked for a while, until she reached the spot. Most would wonder why someone would want to meet here, it’s a wide open space with no shelter, predators could come at any moment. Of course, this wasn’t were she was meeting, this would be a stupid place to meet. Ferra walked over to a dip in the snow, in the center, the snow was shoved around, revealing a thin layer of ice. This was the little pond, but it was always frozen over. Ferra lifted her arm and punched the ice, it shattered.

-WhiteWinterTiger