The wild birds' songs entice a calmness to Dr. Ruby's mind, a soothing melody. With eyes at rest she feels her peace, she wants to live happily within herself for these blessed moments of privacy, yet she was awakened by Sheila Marie's disappearance. Her panic halted when she hears her heartbeat and followed it outside the cave. In that early morning, daylight unwraps the hues of the mountain. Under the fogs of the morning, a tincture of dawn lingers, like dew upon leaves, a gift of freshness endowed anew day.
Ruby assessed her surroundings and saw Sheila Marie, to her surprise the human was fast asleep on the log shivering from the cold. She went to her side. “Sheila... Sheila, wake up!” What on earth was she sleeping here all alone and almost frozen to death?
“Hmmph, Vergel?” Sheila Ma
