Walking, the dark forest inspiring wanderlust. The darkness somehow comforting, like a blanket of night. The stars sparkling through a canopy of vines. The footsteps sound in front of me, but it is too dark to see who it is. I had been following whatever it is since it had been light out, since the day before that, since i could walk. I could never reach it , I knew that, but still I followed it. I stopped short because I had reached a clearing. The clearing ended at a cliff. Sitting in front of the cliff was a panther. She turned, for it was obviously a she, a melancholy expression on her face. She stared directly into my eyes and turned and sprinted into the forest. I heard her voice, whispering follow me, follow me into the forest.
