SilverFligher walked silently, crouching low to the moist earth. The hare sat nibbling on dew covered grass. A light wind brought SilverFligher's sent to hare, alerting it of her presence. The hare looked up but saw nothing. SilverFligher suddenly pounced but the hare was quick. It leaped out across the grass covered plains and to the tree line. SilverFligher bounded after it with confidence. They chased and chased right into the trees. As the forest began to get darker, it became harder to see the hare. Then a thick mist engulfed the hare and SilverFligher and every thing was white.
SilverFligher lost sight of the hare and stopped. She was lost, lost in a dream. The area was quiet and strangely cozy. Peaceful. She suddenly knew that this was where she would stay. Alone in the mist.