In the distance you saw something moving around in the blue fog. Around it flew tiny glowing orbs. Where ever it traveled the orbs followed.
You heard the legends. The legends that spoke of the spirit walker, this spirit walker. The legend said that if the spirit walker was near, a blue fog would cover the lands. As the spirit walker got closer, plants with spirits on them would grow from out of no where. If you were lucky enough to see the spirit walker, you would see the dozens of spirits dancing around it, trying to find peace to finally put their sad souls to rest.
You took a step closer and the spirit walker stopped and looked at you. The wind blew through your fur, you were frozen, trapped, looking deep into it's eyes. It's eyes filled with happiness and a tinge of sadness, loneliness. You heard a twig snap from a ways behind it and bushes rustle.
The spirit walker broke your gaze and looked back behind it.