hands on your knees

The southern territories were a nice respite from the freezing lands further North. There were still reminders of winter, and the occasional fall of snow clearly made its way this far. 


For this reason, she had found a nice hallowed out tree to camp in for the night. The enclosed area helped with the cool night air, and being able to reach out and touch bark on either side reminded her a little of home. Of sleeping with her siblings. 


It was easier at night to remember she was homesick, curled up alone in the dark. She was dozing lightly, not really sleeping when there was a scuffle outside her tree. She raised her head, and peeked out the opening just in time for a wolf to fall practically at her paws. "Erm, hello there?" She said blinking in the dim light down at the wolf. "Would you like a hand up?"