Aira is in the forest, wearing a white satin long dress. Her long black hair was loose. Long? Black? She caressed her hair in surprise. She caressed it on both sides and took it to the front to stare at it.
Her curiosity about her hair was interrupted when she heard a rustling on her right side. When she looked at it, a wolf, the size of an Alpha, was slowly approaching her. She stared at it and she remembered this wolf.
"You!" This was the wolf in her dream. But there is something different. She approached the wolf and stroked her head. The wolf leaned to her touch. She gently caresses her head to her snout. Then she noticed a triquetra with a triangle and circle on her chest in gold color. “Wow! It’s beautiful!” She said, admiring the mark on the wolf's chest. This wolf seems to be hap
