Lost Creek Hollow don't you weep and don't you worry

Harlyn heard him approach and the sound drew her out of the darkness of her thoughts. He moved to the edge of her periphery and placed his head upon her, teasing her fur with his teeth. She did not move to look at him, nor did she react to his ministrations at all. She sat still as she had before his arrival, staring out into the woods without really seeing any of it.

She wanted to say something to him, but for the life of her she couldn't think of anything to say. Shikoba came to her mind. She could give an update on her. She could ask after the pups. Had there been any sign of Ishi? Of Luke? How was he feeling? She suspected his old injuries pained him sometimes still, was he doing alright? Her mind spun for a few seconds at the options, but soon enough fell into the usual muted buzz of wearingess. Her lips remained sealed, though her gaze did fall to the ground.