Nesh- soft, tender, delicate
You quiver as the wind hits it. It was so hard to move because of how snowy it was. It felt like nails were pouring from the clouds.
It wasn't magical, it wasn't peaceful. You just wanted warmth and a place to stay. out of the corner of your eye you see something glowing. You swiftly turn to see where the light was coming from. It was like your imagination was tricking you with the flicking flames.
You make your way closer to the fire. The warmth reminds you of when your mother would take care of you during the snowy times. When the flames got close to you it was like her warm tongue licking you.
You open your eyes again to see brimstone eyes. The eyes have a dark glare, but they make you feel safe. You look closely and realize it's another wolf.
Her fur was a burning rose with its petals falling off. "Let me take you somewhere safe," The wolf said, "I'm Nesh."