Willow in the wild

Chapter One. The scent of fresh pine fills the dull gloomy taxi, the trees around dance swaying in the wind swallowing all visible light. The car sways as we weave round a bend. As we progress down the road, a soft glow appears as the morning sun begins to rise over the open void of water ahead reflecting colour to all around. Lost in the world of colour that has awoken around me my mind begins to wander. I imagine running alongside the lake my feet sinking into the ground as I bound alongside the edge of the lake my toes kissing the clear and cold water. I imagine a friend beside me their paws join the rhythm of my heart. Eyes of hazel lock as we continue. My heart flutters and I am awoken from my trance as gravel crunches beneath the tyres of the taxi. If only that was real, I might actually have a friend that could be my family. I always wonder what my life might have been like if I ever knew my family or parents. Except I don’t, abandoned outside an orphanage mere day old. I have been passed around from home to home no one seems to desire my company and with no family or relations, I have my final chance of finding a family before I turn 18 and I am all on my own. A lake is to my right daring me to look, it was breath taking all my thoughts began to disappear as I was running alongside the gravel path which surrounded the cool water, the mornings mist dampened the ends of my hair golden curls began forming. I look out at the lake a reflection greets me, a wolf stares back at me with glowing white hair and eyes the colour of the needles freshly fallen from a pine tree. Their eyes were identical to mine if only I was that beautiful. Snapped from my trance I look ahead as we approach a set Of gates with a sign that read “Midnight Mountain” the driver stopped just before them and reached for the buzzer on the brick wall but just before he could press it the gates began to open, this was it there was no turning back now, not a chance. Unless I felt like climbing a brick wall of the metal gate. A crunching sound fills the taxi as the gravel moves under the tyres. Mighty Oak’s part revealing a stunning house or should I say mansion. The car halts “have a good day miss!” I nervously grab my backpack and suitcase and start sliding out of the vehicle “thank you!” I whisper as that is all my voice can manage as my nerves overcome me. “I take a deep breath and glance up. My eyes widen as I take in the breathtaking house. The large oaks guide me towards the sturdy carved door surrounded with wisteria which climbs the exterior of the building. My heart is beating out my chest this is certainly the most extravagant home I have ever visited in my life. Anxiously I pull my case in front of the door and reach for the iron wolf door knocker and knock!