She is the epitome of multi-layered and complex
A wolf soul
Who protects the pack at all costs
And yet strolls through the woods all alone
Brave, oh so brave and attentive
A rose girl
With sharp thorns that pierce your skin if you get too close and treat her without care
Look past the thorns
If you’re not willing to, you don’t deserve to see the pure, vulnerable truth that lies underneath
She blooms
In soft patterns, sometimes bright and vibrant and blood red
Sometimes a delicate pink, swaying in the summer breeze
She protects me
With her rose thorns and wolf claws
She watches over me
With attentive eyes
She engulfs me
Her comfort like a warm and bloomy scent
I will never not be amazed
I will never not be thankful
For her walking this world
In glamorous make-up
And oversized t-shirts
For my sister that is truly from another mother