Rosemary
As the sun set and Aurora was in Julie’s care, I decided to take a run. The evening air had a bite to it, the chill seeping through the trees and brushing against my fur as I raced through the woods. The forest stretched wide and endless around me, the earth soft beneath my paws, the rhythmic thud of each stride grounding me. Running like this, free and untethered, was my escape - a moment to feel alive amidst the chaos and uncertainty of everything I had come to face.
The world blurred past me in shades of green and brown, the crisp scent of pine and damp soil filling my senses. I pushed myself harder, my muscles burning with the exertion, the wind cutting through my fur. There was no destination, no plan, just the wild exhilaration of the run.
But then, I felt it.
A presence
