Hoshor Plains Feather's Fall Not Fly

"Greyfalcon! Yes, it's me! It's so good to see you." The familiar sight and the call of her old friend broke her out of her daze and she grinned replying eagerly. A whoosh of air escaped her before she could make a joke.

She tried to rise to greet the other wolf but her head spun and a sharp ache in her side had her faltering back on her side. "Ach. Sorry, it is good to see you." She said a wry smile on her lips at her own inability to rise.