Needing a little pick me up

And follow her she did. As soon as Sibelle rose to her paws, the small wolf trailed after her russet queen. For her, pack or not, Sibelle would always be her queen. She knew that the walk would be hard for Sibelle, and she only wished that she could enlarge her body to help support her more, but her frail self couldn't offer her a hand. Sighing softly, she did not say anything as she left with her.

Sibelle walked into a den, probably her own from before she was given her pack. Not planning to go far, but wanting to give her space, Ekko curled up to the side of the den, letting her pale blue eyes fall into half slits. This way she would be in calls reach if her damsel needed her. Humming to herself softly, she fell into an uneasy sleep.

-exit Ekko via sleep-