Misha fluttered her eyes open after her ears made out the noise of a loud thump. She lifted her head up tiredly and yawned. What had happened? Misha stood up on the boulder and stretched, wiggling her muzzles as she did so. She jumped down from the boulder and then shook her red brown, white, and grey coat. She sniffed the air, snapping out of the daydream world she had recently been in. Misha quickly hid behind the boulder she was resting upon, panting anxiously. She never was good at socializing, her trust issues making her nervous and always on an anxious edge.
