Bonesplinter Ravine finally getting to sleep

indra jumped back as the bone clattered against the floor. already she regretted calling out to the wolf - what if it wanted to eat her? what if it saw her as a threat? she felt herself shrinking against the ravine's wall, wishing she were but a fleet shadow that could part at the slightest hint of light.

for such a large wolf, it appeared he was not outright hostile -- indra's ears remained splayed in self-doubt yet she ceased her shrinking. don't be shy, the stranger instructed -- easier said than done for the trembling redleaf. "i'm ...always shy." she admitted, finding the way her voice bounced off of the gully somewhat reassuring. as if she were not small at all. "i'm indra. do you live here?"