Laying peacfully on her bed of thorns, with the howling wolves and hooting owls keeping her company, it was a freezing night once again, but was she bothered! yeah you guessed it she wasn't bothered one bit as usual, in fact she could sleep in a pit of snow and still her heart would be colder. Until one unfortunate night, the sun found its way inside her dark hidden world, shining, with its bright rays pushing the stormy clouds away, she tried pushing it away, threatning it, forcing it, but it wasn't fazed at all, she had to learn to adapt to her new world, a sunny one that she despised, days and weeks passed in a blur and she found herself getting fond of the warmth, the chirping birds, the happy world.... she wonders " Was I missing out on all of this beauty?! Why was I hiding in the first place?, turns out this world is so pretty and full of love."
She learnt to sleep in a bed of flowers, she found solace in singing with the chirping birds instead of howling with her mates, she adored her sun kissed skin instead of the cold pale one that she wore proudly, flowers grew out of her wounds, her scars finally healed and her heart didn't ache any more, instead it hummed a sweet melody of love.
Poor girl melted under the rays of the blazing sun and she loved it.
Too bad, while she was caught in her daydream, she forgot that the sun can burn too, and all of a sudden she found herself alone once again, this time all her scars were opened with no hope to heal ever again, she howled in pain, her heart wounded and broken, her only solace were her fellow wolves crying for her pain, with her heart breaking howls, the sky broke down in tears, coating her ground with snow one more time in hopes to numb her pain and in hopes of protecting herself she burries herself deep in the ground and takes one last breath, in her place grows the strongest of trees with roots so deep in the ground that not even tha strongest of gales can break.