Sol

Something about this wolf makes you feel deep sorrow. You step closer to the wolf's grave and clutch the purple Jacinthe flowers tighter in your fangs.
Suddenly, a yellow spirit emerges from the grave. The yellow ghost is in the shape of a wolf. Your jaw drops and the flowers fall with it.
This sun-colored spirit lays down and yawns. They can't see you.

Your nose ducks down to clutch the purple plants that you were supposed to leave on the grave. The yellow wolf reminds you of someone who was close to you. You lay down next to them and get closer.
The spirit looked back at you. Their sapphire eyes glisten. You bring your head closer, closer, closer...
Finally your noses touch. For just a second, you feel peaceful with the wolf. For just a second, you feel like yourself.
The yellow wolf spirit is gone, extinguished. But you feel harmony for once.

You stand up gracefully and lay the Jacinthe flowers on the grave, with a sense of euphoria.