Grounded in the Present
The leaves still argued with the wind above them, but the birds had gone quiet as they reached the cave. The sound of the grass blades as they passed over it, then a night bird baritone humming, and the wind chiming. Life was so ordinary all around Agatha, except for the extraordinary conclusion she reached during their walk.
Her life had altered when she met a specific curly, silver wolf. When he buried himself within her heart, everything seemed perfect in the world. His thick fur soothed her, and his ears twitched whenever she talked of her fears and uncertainties.
Before she realized it, her deepest wish was for him to become a human so she could converse with him. Receiving a response to her babbling didn't seem much to ask. In any case, it was a far-fetched fantasy, and she had never imagined it could ever come true. But it happened the instant she said her heartfelt request.