Chapter 18 A Walk Through The New World - I

• The sound of the doorknob turning made Eulalia pull away from the window, still watching the people below when Misty returned, carrying a delicately folded dress in her arms. The she-wolf entered the room with a calm smile, her eyes shining with subtle excitement.
• “I got you a dress, miss,” she said, lifting the dress for Eulalia to see. “It’s simple, but I think it’ll fit perfectly. A friend of mine lent it to me; she’s almost your size.”
• Eulalia eyed the piece with some hesitation. It was a light fabric dress, cream-colored, with long sleeves and a flowing skirt, adorned with subtle embroidery at the edges. Simple, as Misty had said, but far too beautiful for something borrowed in such a rush.