Coho Pool Down

For Asmund!

She stared out at the horizon, beyond the gloom and haze of the forestry of home. She saw nothing, no one, but the rising of the sun bringing in a brand new day as it brightened the sky with red and orange haziness beyond a veil of wispy clouds. Already so many had gone, whether leaving, disapearing or just dying. They came, they went and the world kept it's turning.

Her sister had been gone, well, for quite a long while now. She figured Annie just got lost. After all, they were young and dumb at times. Ozark thought of searching for her, to leave this looming dark shadow that seemed to constantly cast a shadow over the Backwater wolves. She thought of returning home, too, but when she thought of it she felt a sickness in her gut. Her mom was old when she left and quite a bit of time had passed already. Ozark would rather pretend her mother wasn't dead as well.

Ozark grumbles to herself, stretching out on one of the slabs of rock that grouped together and created the small trickle of a waterfall here. She laid her head down on her front legs, paws hanging over the rock side as she looked down at the pool below and movement of fish within.