Horse and Wolf

I was out riding (I haven’t ridden in years in real life!) a gorgeous sleek dark horse, and wearing quite formal riding gear (which I would never have done either!)when I passed a person (Man or woman? It wasn’t clear) who was walking along with a wolf. Neither were threatening at all, the person just smiled and nodded, and I smiled back. The wolf was beautiful, mainly white with silver/grey, and amber eyes, and he was just ambling along, seemingly happy. Later on I passed the wolf again and he was running really fast down the lane and across a field. I could see him in the distance as my horse was quite tall, and I had a good view over the hedge. The wolf was called Wall, but I don’t know why I knew that as I hadn’t been told. When I shouted his name louder, I could see him in the distance, and he stopped and looked back to see who was calling him. Eventually he came to me and seemed to recognise me, and trotted alongside me as I rode further down the lane. Eventually we arrived at a small wood, not very dense, and made our way through until we got to a ruined house. The wolf was leading me through all the rooms in this ruined house. There was no roof, just the walls remained. I felt that the wolf was my friend, and I kept patting him, as he rubbed up at my leg with his head, nudging me. I felt quite reassured by him.

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