Chapter 4 — Awakening Senses

Lila sat cross-legged on her bed, her sketchbook open on her lap. Her pencil moved in smooth, deliberate strokes, forming the outline of a wolf surrounded by tall trees. She didn’t know why she kept drawing wolves. They appeared on nearly every page, emerging from the forest shadows or standing beneath glowing moons. Something about them felt familiar, like pulling threads from a dream she couldn’t quite remember.