Firefly Glen Wouldn't you think by now I'd be ready?

November weather was not known for its kindiness and, even though it graced the earth-dwellers with a day and a half of sunlight, it immediately decided that colors did not belong to the season of greys and browns and every shade inbetween. There were days, when the blanket of rain-ladden clouds was so thick, that you could barely tell the difference between dawn, daytime and dusk. Sometimes, when Dwin stopped to look at the sky, she had a feeling that the time stood still. It rained often, sometimes she would wake up to find frost or a thin layer of snow that would melt right away again. 

Her grayscale coat now melted perfectly with the surroundings, making it easier to sneak up on unsuspecting prey, should the conditions be favourable. At other times, however, she would have to rely on her hearing alone and spend many hours listening and pouncing at the mice and other small rodents scurrying beneath the old-yellowing grass. This was, why Dwin happened to be in the glen and why instead of her usual small gains, fate offered her something bigger and wolf-like. From a distance it looked like a pile of dirty fur and from up close it did not look much better. Before she leaned down to sniff the crumpled body, she was pretty sure that the wolf had recently deceased. Where it not for the warmth she felt and the slight heaving of the sides, indicating that the corpse was still breathing, she would have turned and left the Jane Doe to rot away. 

Now, however, that simple course of "ignore and pretend it never happened" was cut short and she felt the weight of the responsibility for this unconscious body. Though there were packs in the vicinity, none were so close that she could leave the person and return quickly enough to find them there and still alive. Instead she raked for any bits of knowledge her healer-father had instilled in her and she finally decided to try and wake the other up. Therefore she came closer and begin to push and prod the stranger's neck and shoulder in an attempt to wake them.