The smoke coming from the backside of the hut was the first thing that Prima noticed.
She still has to thread the sloping path before she could reach the small cabin. In less than five minutes she would be in the cleared patio of the wooden shack.
Walking down the hilly trail, Prima can almost grasp the tranquil atmosphere of the forested area.
After releasing a sigh, she pulled the backpack down to the ground. Her back was released from the weight of the bag and the air embraced her sweaty shirt.
She closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh air.
From a far, she could hear the sound of the small paws of the ground animals. Even the chirping of the birds was welcoming.
“You look good.”
A smile formed on the alpha’s lips when she heard the familiar raspy voice of her friend. She
