Third Person POV
Blake walks slowly and cautiously behind the white wolf. Though he senses the calm white aura of this being, something keeps him a foot and guarded. A feeling in this place that's new, and incomprehensive.
The wolf turns as they slowly walk through the trail. His eyes widen and mouth gawks open as he sees the beauty of the enchantment around them.
Many walk about in diverse attire, and he can't help the feel of stepping in to a different place, almost as if time has stood still here; a feel of being caught inside a time portal. It feels as though he has traveled many decades back in time. The peace and conformity can be felt a mile away, something he had felt each time he'd walked close by in the outside of this world. And he now understands why.
"This place looks s
