Run until the sun can't see you

Black backed ears swiveled forward at the first sound of movement. The resting wild didn't raise her head from her paws for there was no need. The same breeze that had served to cool her had also brought the smell of young wolf in her direction. Soon, the scents owner came into view. A young wolf indeed. The girl looked as though she still had some growing to do.

Vocals met the woman's ears and a soft rumble reverberated through her wife chest. "It's not going anywhere, so there is no need to rush." The scarred woman lifted her head before repositioning, curling her body to lay on one side. Gruff, rasping tones continued to speak. "If you're hungry, help yourself. Less for me to drag back home." It was indeed a long trek back to Armada territory. Her shoulder would definitely be protesting then.