“I can read your paw, young wolf.” A gold wolf said, standing in the door of the shop. The wolf’s fur was the color of a sun in midday, and her eyes were the color of the sky. She stared at Blackfur. In her long hair, there were many braids with beads in them, many of silver, red and green. Her ears were pierced, as many wolves, as well as Blackfur’s, ears were, she wore many necklaces and bracelets. She wore bells on her ankles and wrists, and around her neck, that shook, and jingled when she moved.

“Sorry, I have no money.” He answered. He stared at her blue eyes with his mint green eyes, taking in every detail of her dress and hair. Her dress made Blackfur think of a gypsy, but the gold wolf had a shop, so she wasn’t nomadic.

“I never asked for money.” She answered. “I’m Goldenheart. And I’m willing to read your palm for free.” She strolled into the shop, so Blackfur followed.

The shop was slightly dim, only lit by a few candles. Blackfur’s eyes adjusted, and he saw many plants, jewels, and books. "Please, sit here.” Goldenheart motioned to a pillow positioned on the floor, in front of an oval tabled, made of a piece of driftwood.

Blackfur did as he was told, and sat down. “Where did you get all of this stuff?” He asked, when he saw a wolf shaped candleholder.

“Here and there.” Goldenheart answered. “Show me your right paw.” Blackfur gave his paw to her, and she stared, wide eyed at it. “You will fall in love with a beautiful wolf.” She stared a little longer, then said, “but you have a terrible fate about you.”

Blackfur looked at her, and asked, “What’s the wolf’s name??” He barely heard what Goldenheart just said.

She looked at him, and said, “I’m reading your paw, not hers. But, the unfortunate part of your life is coming soon. You will be blamed for something you did not do.” Goldenheart stared at Blackfur, sorrow filling her eyes.

Yeah, it's random, but it's a story I'm working on. So What do you think?