Shelter

Walk | Talk | Think

Toprak spotted the alcove before she did, leading the way into the tight space with a renewed confidence now that he, too, knew where they were going. Mercianne stopped half inside the small enclosure, shaking her pelt gently as her dark brown eyes adjusted to the faint light. It was hardly big enough for the both of them to fit comfortably, would no doubt draw them closer once they had settled in, but with the winds working their magic outside and driving up flurries that were near impossible to see through at times she knew better than to press their luck by trying to find something else. They could make do.

With a smile of relief, the creamy white wolf padded the last couple steps into the small space and turned once before settling herself upon the cool stone floor of the cavern, curling tightly in place. She smiled with a little duck of her head as Toprak nuzzled her goodnight, murmuring an answering, "You're welcome. Good night," in return. As she settled her head upon the ground, her tail coming up to rest over her nose, she considered the likelihood of someone stumbling upon them before the weather became better. Surely a little sleep would be fine? The winds couldn't die down that quickly, could they? Hoping that no one might become defensive if they did stop by where they currently rested, Mercianne sighed gently to herself and closed her eyes, ears still alert as she relaxed though tried not to slumber.

OOC: What? That's how I usually write. I like being descriptive. xD Also, you referred to your wolf as Chris. x3