Lya

I am casually dashing through the woods during a beautiful morning. The sun casts reflections onto the drops of morning dew. I am in my spirit form, sprinting through the air up top in the tree crowns, my paws leaving behind little ripples in the air for each step they take. I see something happening below me, unable to see what exactly it is and decide to investigate and jump a little closer, still minting some height in the air.