Casey started walking towards the waterfall again. She didn’t know why, but it was the only place she knew here. Her mother had found her there, so maybe she’d find Cami there. Casey wasn’t scared of being in the forest alone, it wasn’t creepy anymore. It was quiet, a welcoming quiet that occasionally was disrupted by the forest's life; birds, insects, the wind singing through the trees.
The sound of flowing water alerted Casey to her nearness to the waterfall. She soon left the embrace of the forest and into the serenity that was the waterfall, it was just as enchanting as she had left it. But what drew her attention was the big white wolf lapping at the water of the stream. It reminded Casey of Cara, if only not for its color, the red paws it had and the slight red at the tips of its ea
