Broken Boulder living a little

Heloise did not expect that. Roscoe would draw up without a word, causing her to step back. wondering if he had a mind to lash out. perhaps her sparring with the others of this wild caused to her be cautious, yet there seemed to be no need. he would embrace her. her heart seemed to stop, unaccustomed to being touched and she stiffly grunted before he pulled away.

"I merely did what I could" she was going to be humble. he'd turn to the rocks now, already soaked to the bone it seemed. "yes" she was glad of the change of subject, walking forward to join him. the boulders effectively shielded the two wolves. "the tunnels would be flooded." she'd remark with a small chuckle. so perhaps not a good place to set up camp, then.

"so how are you faring?" she asked him.