As Mist crossed the grassy plane, her ear flicked. She could feel old memories stirring just under her skin. Images of her parents' death at the paws of the wolf flashed in the back of her vision. She remembered her mate, lost to the white waters of the river. Mist could feel tears rising up in her eyes. Wind rustled her silver and grey fur as she sat on the mist covered grass. Tears began dribbling down her face, dropping into the grasses below...
So this is from a CC but I liked it and worked hard on it so I'm keeping it. Programs used: Scratch Music: Ref to original project Original Line Art: sparkledaisy
