Wild Berry Meadow Island breeze and lights down low

When Raven gave her the go-ahead to keep eating, Celephais took her up on it without a second thought and continued to rummage for berries. She tipped her tall ears in the pack wolf's direction and couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up through her full mouth at the image of being as noisy as a bear. Truthfully, Celephais had never seen a real bear before, but she'd heard highly exaggerated stories. Bears bellowed louder than anything in the world as far as she knew.

"I'm not that loud, am I?" asked the loner, feigning embarrassment and failing to hide the hint of true insecurity that leaked through. Celephais wasn't really one to care about that sort of thing, having been raised by wolves who had no manners, but having it stated so plainly made her hyper aware of it and she slowed her berry chomping marginally.