i met you in the dark

He found shelter before he’d gotten too wet, thankfully. His mane was difficult at the best of times to get dry. A chilly stormy evening was not the best of times. A sigh left him as he got comfortable, he’d had Short Round head back to the Hallows to alert someone to where he was, but he kept the creature’s pack here so as not to get their quarry soaked. The boy really was alone then. A flash of light and thunder shook the ground, Indy was suddenly thankful for the shelter he’d sought, and sorry for the badger out in the rain. She didn’t mind at least.

Indy was fine as long as he kept his thoughts on poor Short Round, and the plants he’d gathered. So he could keep his paws busy Indigo began to prepare some of the herbs they gathered. He was separating some dandelions, keeping the roots from the flowers, from the leaves, when another wolf found the cave for shelter from the storm. Bright blue eyes lifted to the stranger, his form was thin and absolutely soaked through to his skin. Indigo’s jaw fell open slightly, the wolf was more skeleton than muscle. He looked awfully sorry for himself and even if he was in prime condition Indigo couldn’t let him go back into the storm. Maybe it was his appearance, Indigo had been stunned slightly to see the wolf. His bright silver eyes striking as his appearance, Indy couldn’t help but think of Duchess or Gypsy.

Indigo shifted uncomfortably as he felt drawn to this stranger in no other reason than he reminded him of two wolves he swore to protect. ”No,” Indigo spoke up, trying to stop him. ”I couldn’t make you go back into the rain.” The young Fatalis spoke loud enough to hear over the heavy rainfall. He swiftly rearranged his bundles of plants so he wasn’t sprawled across the whole moss covered cave.

Honestly Indigo was thankful for the company, if the storm lasted as long as it sounded like it was going to, he would be here for the night at least. He tried to remember the last time he’d spent a night alone and he couldn’t. For good reason.