Wapun Meadow down to sit at the harsh world's feet

It had been a few days, and Inkeri didn't mind. She had been truthful when she had said, she was content with her lot in life and with the fact that she was often left. If she could help just a little perhaps it was enough. Though, she did have a small hope in her chest that Merry would stay with them. She found the wolf a fast friend and a fascinating creature to speak too.

She was slowly making her way around borders, refreshing and catching small creatures to keep hunger at bay. She smelled Merry near the borders, but she didn't see him as she lifted paper and ink head to look around. Aquamarine eyes gleaming in the sunlight.

A call came across the valley and the circle and she smiled to herself. Leaving behind her home, she headed towards it. A soft smile on her face. She saw her friend and finished running the rest of the way, quickly brushing his shoulder with her snout.

Then she stood still for a moment, but tipped her head back to allow the snow to fall upon her her face, crystalize the lashes of her eyes. She smiled at it's softness, and the sharp prick of cold, before she looked back to Merry.

Hello Merry. Merry! She said happily, her accent thicker in her excitement.