Blacktail Deer Plateau chicken noodle soup

Elixir studied the woman as she waited for a reply. She looked ghostly in the night, her tan and cream pelt looked to almost glow in the moonlight. The ebony wolfdog had listened to her explanation and her apology. To her there wasn’t a need to apologize, she too had a hard time sleeping so she need not to ever say sorry and she would let Ruenna know. 

“I’m Elixir, don’t apologize I’m usually up far into the night. “ she reassured her that the commotion didn’t disturb her any but rather gave her some company. “I wasn’t sleeping. I was up on that boulder and saw you bolt in here. It seemed like you were frightened? “ she asked at the end to make sure she wasn’t just seeing things. “Was it something you saw or a nightmare?” She said sitting back on her haunches softly. If Ruenna wanted to talk about it Elixir was all ears, the wolfdog had no where to go or anything better to do. Besides this was what she loved to do, help others with what they are struggling with.