The rain had completely stopped, and the clouds were leaving the sky gray and gloomy. The wolf stood up and shook the rain droplets of of her sandy coat. Now that she was up, Vivian didn't feel like sitting down again. What she really wanted to do was run, run till she could feel the wind in her fur, run till she could not think anymore, and just be intoned with nature. She smiled at the thought. Vivian walked back out into the clearing, but not in the center like she was before. Then she started pacing, her tail dragging the ground.