Neverwinter Forest Pardon, I'm getting my scream on

Matty had died four days ago. A fall from the glacier, destroying his body. It was... tense, around the woods. Lenny hadn't seen many people out and about lately - hadn't seen their leader or the white wolf since that day. Lenny was not doing great, herself, but she was sticking in the territory, vigorously patrolling with almost frenetic energy.

She still had mud clinging to her legs where she'd dug the grave. For some reason, she couldn't bring herself to wash it off. It was strange - she didn't even know Matty, but Lenny was not accustomed to death, and it had shaken her. Made her feel far more protective of this pack. 

A sigh pulled from her lips as she padded through the forest, brushing her scent along some of the ferns as she passed. To be honest, she almost didn't even see Yao until she was nearly on top of him, silver eyes affixed somewhere in the middle distance. 

She was tired.

The large man was staring up at the sky, looking about as lost in thought as she was, and Lenny shook off the fatigue and fuzziness in her mind to approach him with what she hoped was an amiable smile. Though... it might've been a little forced.

"Room for one more?" she requested, offering him a slow wag of her tail.