Subira was quietly sitting in her little quiet cave like brush. Not much chanting, for her sister was suppose to be back and she always had to calm her down after the spirits spoke. It was.. spooky of sorts but Subira was the odd one that followed her mother's footsteps. By this time they were back from they're grandparents pack.. Visiting.
Showing them their 'grandchildren' but it was good to be home. Her areas was plainly undisturbed, for the spirits that she often chanted to protected her stuff. Her 'shrine' of them. It was almost late afternoon.. her eyes closed. Soaking and bathing in the sounds that echoed through her cave like sanctioned. Many times, like her hiding place, she could watch many passerbyers- many whom lost their way..
And somehow. Would never approach them unless they seemed intact with some kind of past or if a spirit wanted to connect to them. The afternoon's red sky touched orange.. but the beautiful sky was not seen by Subira- she just let her senses run to the smooth air- and the sounds of the wilderness...
Somewhat praying for her sister's return or her mother to ask her to come back to their 'regular' home. With the rest of her 9 siblings including her sister but not herself.
"Hear me, guide me, lead me, and protect me..." She said in her head. "As my twin soul seeks- lead her." She asked.. the only interruption she had from her connection to the foresty swamp area. Her ears laid back behind her.. soothed out as she slowly laid there.. in front of the brushes.. almost blending in to her scenery of darkness behind the bushes.. As soon as she was about to open her eyes, a chilling air brushed through her fur.. and caressed her face.. and smoothly flew away, picking up her chin from her own concentration. Her eyes slowly opened as she let the air carry her face to one direction.. Slitted- her ebony eyes coated with a light stare.
"I see..." She merely whispered..
