shade

*cheers* also sorry for delay! busy past coupla weeks x_x

Tonravik slept. While she was eager to immerse herself into her pack again, she needed some rest; though she was well trained, her muscles ached from the travel. It was a good ache, but one she would not actively seek. Knowing the Plains and knowing what they could be up against was enough for Tonravik to feel at ease again. As she began to fall into a light sleep, she heard the sound of nails against bark; she was reminded of Ivitaruk, and rose halfway up, ear twitching to assess. But it was not him she smelled near.

The woman looked to the forest, waiting for the figure of the wolf to come into her line of sight. She hoisted herself up to a sit, and then stood, moving to meet the other halfway. The same breeze that hit Arverk ruffled her nape, but it did not lend her his scent.