to the waters edge

Indy was out here to get away from the wolves in the Hallows. He appreciated all of the puppies and their sunny personalities, but sometimes. A lot of the time recently, he wanted to be on his own. Not that he was upset as the girl’s presence. She seemed shy and subdued, traits he sympathized with. She lowered her haunches and made herself comfortable, not bothered by his presence at all. The girl was interesting to say the least, her fur marked in gray and vivid violets. Indy was easily drawn to the rare wolf that shared the color of his pelt. It seemed she was too.

Indy was lonely, but he wasn’t lost in the sense he didn’t know where he was. Indigo was lost in life. Uncertain what path to take or where his passion lie. He’d been moved around so much in the last year that he no longer had any plants or a real teacher. He had no purpose. ”It’s nice to meet you, Cosette.” He returned with a deep bow of his head. Dark nose almost touching the earth. His brilliant blue gaze lifted back up to her, ”I could offer a meal, or a warm place to take a nap.” Indy wasn’t completely sure about his grandmother’s policies but he knew if he brought a stranger in need she wouldn’t be tuned away. ”Maybe help you figure out what you’re looking for.” And maybe he’d find what he needed in turn.