Greatwater Lake at least pretend you didn't want to get caught

There was no response from the woman, and Raheerah found it safe to assume that she had already drifted off to slumber. He was thankful for that; the wolf had no desire to talk any further. It was cold, and with each moment he opened his jaw he felt the tendrils of cold air slip in beneath his tongue and freeze his teeth. With his remaining eye closed, the beast let his head hang and his mind begin to wander. Sleep would come easily to him despite the cold and the harsh winds - he had survived many winters in his life, and this was no different. At least it was not as dreadful as his cavern prison, where the walls accumulated frost in the winter and there was no where he could rest where it wasn't cold. The only plus was that he was protected from the wind, lest it breathe in through the entrance.

His ears set upright upon his skull, listening, prepared to leap to action should any nearby sounds rouse him. But besides that, he was already beginning to drift away, and the images and voice of his mind faded into the nothingness. He would not remember any memories that played in his head, any imagery or scene; all he could look forward to was waking in the morning.

exit Raheerah