Paissa

Sometimes I wish I didn't have to wish.

"Cub." A voice barked, pulling the scrawny female from her thoughts. Glossy gray eyes drifted towards the source of the sound, finding a elder male with blue-ish tips staring down at her. Her ears drooped instinctively. The male was ever so hard on her since her father passed while she was still unable to walk properly. "Yes, Apayo?" Came a quiet, delicate voice.

"Have you done your tasks for the day? The hunting parties tell me you have not accompanied them yet." She pulled her tail closer to her body at his words, of course she hadn't completed her daily requirements. It was so hard to justify doing so, it wasn't like she had wanted the role she was born into, nor was she particularly interested. "No, I'll go do them now.." She murmured lowly, shoving off her paws and slowly padding towards the thin cavern opening. The most recent hunting party had set out not long ago, by that count it should be close to night or at the very least dusk. Less stress on her still unadjusted eyes.

Her soft ears picked up the sound of a heavy sigh behind her as she left, not wanting to stop and hear of her disappointment or how difficult she was being. The young female struggled to understand his position and he appeared unable to see her's so there would forever be no point. Her head bobbed softly as she traveled further down the tiny opening, a tune echoing in her brain. She winced as pretty shades of oranges and red filled her eyes, standing half out of the cave as she waited for her dull eyes to adjust. It was always brighter outside of the cavern her pack resided in, something she was sure would cause problems when she eventually rose to be the Dux.

She dipped her head down and breathed deeply, managing to pick up the hunting party's scent despite the strong scents purposely placed around the gap in the stone. It wouldn't be too hard to make up the distance between her and the group of five. Surprising the young female, she picked up a sixth fresh scent. She knew the scent, belonging to another pack member: a sleek back female who was always in her elder sister's shadow, Pomola. That peaked her interest seeing as she wasn't part of the hunting party that had just set out and leaving the caverns without company was fairly abnormal for most of her packmates.

Curiosity overtaking her, she followed the lone scent, nose close to the ground to keep to the trail. The surroundings seemed normal, though she did notice a few clusters of blue-ish flower buds waiting to bloom. Finally the scent begam to grow stronger, signaling that she was closing in. With perked ears, she pushed through a thick shrub before her confidence waved at the sight. Before her stood not only Pomola, but a trio of other wolves she had never met.

Gentle, muddy green eyes landed on her form, a warm expression covering the all black wolf's face. "Hey there, little one. Come to join us?" The older female asked, a relaxed hum floating with her words. She stepped forward hesitantly, head down and tail tucked between her legs as she observed the strangers. A brown male with heavy black markings and piercing amber eyes sat the closest, at his paws sat half of a tortoise's shell filled with vibrant blue powder. Next to him laid a striking female with a pelt like the spirit sky's: blues, teals, reds, and purples all hidden by dark cloud like spots. The final wolf had a thick, almost peach colored pelt, tender pink-ish marks and three eyes, all of which were closed. The same glowing powder was placed on the last wolf's face, a heavy line weighing down the fur above their eyes.

She crept closer to the hunter, glancing at the other three with cautious curiosity. "What are you guys doing..?" She spoke in a soft tone. Poloma sighed sweetly as her sit shifted to a lay. "Come here, little one. You'd probably benefit from this more than us." She hesitated for a few moments before padding over and laying against her side.

"What exactly is this..?" She asked with a hint of suspicion, gaining a laugh. A large leaf holding a tall pile of blue sparkly dust was pushed towards them, the dark female pulling it closer. "Lunar Essence. Perfectly harmless, it may even help you relax." As she spoke, the adult dipped her paw into the powder, the vibrant color sticking to her paw pad and fur. The heir flinched as the paw was lifted over her head, only to feel a gentle touch rubbing across her brow.

Her eyes began to flutter, a soft yawn escaping her dark maw as her head slowly dipped lower and lower until resting against her own paws. There was a few moments of silent blackness before a blue glow trickled into her eyes. The light was softer than she would have expected after waking from her sleep, but that was when she noticed the environment had changed. Everything was strangely blue, the small group of wolves had disappeared, nowhere in sight as she looked around.

A ghostly figure approached, the see through form decorated with decorative lines that followed the curve of their figure perfectly. "Oh, my sweet child. It's so lovely to finally meet you, Paissa." Spoke the spirit, expression soft and cheerful. The name they spoke felt incredibly familiar, was if it was her own, despite not receiving a name yet. Questioning softly, she gazed at the stranger. "Who are you..?"

"Ah, of course, my son passed before he could pass our stories. I would be your grandmother. I'm Zia, the first leader of the Song Weavers." The ghost explained, the soft glow of their body seeming strangely warm. She blinked a few times before tucking her head in respect as the realization settled in. A paw came up to pull her out of the position, bringing her gaze back up to the other female. "No need for that, child. Welcome to the land of dreams. Go, explore. You'll need to get used to this place. There will be plenty of time for guidance later."

She was ushered away with a push to her rump, encouraging her to take her first steps in the abnormally blue world. Everything seemed so strange compared to the world she was familiar with. Creatures with traits they otherwise wouldn't have, many of them with blue energy coming off or a blue glow emanating from them. Her ears perked at the sound of giggling, feeling drawn towards the noise. Padding lightly across the blue terrain, a pair of young wolves came into sight.

To her left sat a female with a curious pelt of reds and blues swirling a patch of silver black fur. A pale red and white speckled female laid to her right, sprawled out against the sparkly grasses. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, chatting and laughing to each other. A pair of murky green eyes darted in her direction, causing her to flatten herself into the ground. "I know you're out there." Called a voice after a few moments. "Your tail gave you away."