Sleepy Fox Hollow Darjeeling road

The pain was so intense that Elfie wished he could reach inside his skull and claw out the very thing that caused him all this trouble. In turns he rubbed one side of his face against the rock, then the other. This action left scratch marks, but did nothing to ease the pounding unpleasant sensation. 

"No," he told to whomever had asked the question and briefly looked up to see a blurred grayish figure of a she-wolf. She had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, which was nothing unusual for Elfie. Half-expecting her to disappear like other his daydream-like visitors, he paid her no mind.

The boy retreated from the wall, sat down and scratched vigorously behind his ears, then lied down and burried his muzzle under his forepaws, all the while whimpering quietly to himself.