This world was strange, but it was not completely different from what was once her modern life. Everything was eerily similar, with other's who'd suffered the same fate as her, this magical land felt like a fairytale she once read as a child.

When Yew awoke that day, the magic of this land felt all too keen, flowing through her veins as she cast her gaze on the unfamiliar surroundings that graced the morning light. Perhaps she'd lost track of time when she fell asleep, maybe she slept walked like she often did when her human skin was most familiar. Almost drunkly, she sat up, watching the world around her move as slow as before except for one difference.

Her animal companions seemed to be alive with a primal need. Something that the once married woman was not too unfamiliar with. Two by two they went, dancing, gravitating towards something through the trees. Perhaps it was this wolfish body of hers, but something pulled at her to follow the creatures. She'd never known not to trust their instincts before after all. Be it a barking dog, or a fleeing bird in the sky, it always meant something.

She rose with a tired blink and less than graceful stretch. Perhaps she'd yet to wake fully, for as she took a step, it would seem as though her body was not as alive as the world around her. She tumbled, tripping over her own feet with a sharp yelp falling face first back into the grass she'd just arisen from.