Bitterroot Valley Been Running, Running, Running

The male didn't exactly affirm her sentiment, but she clung to it anyway; surely there must be warmth somewhere; she only had to find it. He was silent for a while, and the dog shifted her weight as she waited for him to speak once more. When he did, it was to offer to leave her be. She'd been rather glad for the company but did suppose the male had likely been going somewhere when she'd startled him. Still, she'd be sad to see the first company she'd had in a while go. "I think I'll hunt - I didn't mean to sleep so long." She rambled a little, tail dropping a little as she considered the long hunt ahead.