Phoenix Maplewood Dance with the Winter Spirits

She was almost into the darkness of her slumber before paws steps alerted her of another wolves presence. A single ear twitched but the female did not move. Her drowsiness made her reaction very, very slow, and her eyes were still closed when the unknown wolf stumbled into her den.

'Hey, Laika. Are you awake?' Spoke a very familiar voice. Her white paw slowly shifted away from her eyesight and blue eyes blinked up at the wolf. Her brain was foggy from sleep, but she managed to push out one word.

"No."

She waited for his reaction before very slowly rolling over and rested her paws on the ground, pushing her small, slender frame up. Her eyelids drooped and her ears were not as perky, but otherwise she was the same. 

"It's the middle of the night Esaro, why are you in my den and waking me up?" She complained in between yawns. As her mouth parted, her pink tongue curled with pleasure.