Shelter

Walk | Talk | Think

The winds were terribly distracting, driving away sleep for some time, but eventually even they could keep her awake no longer. Mercianne drifted, dozed, and fell into a calm slumber, her coiled body relaxing in sleep. No dreams entered her thoughts, only quiet, soothing sleep. Outside the winds howled, sputtered, and then ceased, leaving the dark world of the wintry night peaceful and still after the raging white out that had driven them to seek shelter here. The timid white wolf sighed gently as the calm outside seemed to further ease her body into restfulness, enjoying a night out from the cold and with a friend even if it was not with the direct safety and companionship of her pack.

It took the first stirrings of sunlight that slithered through the cave and touched her face to wake her, when she blinked her eyes open, shutting them tightly against against the light, she rustled and lifted her head from the floor of the cave. Morning. And sunlight. The storm was gone. The revelation drew a small smile to her lips, and as her eyes adjusted to dimly lit cave, keeping her eyes out of direct sunlight, she turned her attention toward Toprak where he rested, wondering if he still slept or if he only rested in wait for her to wake.

OOC: Made a time jump to morning since I figured it was late by the time they finally fell asleep.