The late-summer breeze wafted the calming scent of flowers through the forest path. A purple-stained beauty wandered carefully, stepping lightly and with great caution. While the scene around her was one full of joy and serenity, she had this feeling that she was on the verge of stumbling onto something momentous today. Iphigenia hated surprises.
It was as though every little chirp of a bird made her freeze, ever snap of a twig sent fear prickling across her haunches. Her hackles were raised and her ears pressed flat against her skull. Something isn't right here, what is it? I've had this strange feeling all day. Just then, a bush trembled, and a creature darted towards her at such a great speed that she could hardly-
"Ah!" She exclaimed, tail tucking between her legs and teeth bared defensively.
Alas, it was a rabbit. Puny black eyes gleaming at her mischievously as if to say: What a wimp. Recovering from her moment of fright, Iphigenia gave a sigh of relief and sat down on her haunches. She couldn't believe her foolishness today. What had gotten into her? The dainty little wolf took a look at her surroundings and harrumphed a little before deciding that this was a good place to rest. She would continue to wander later.
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