Sunset Valley weaving baskets

Cadeau had been sleeping soundly atop some rocks, shielded from sunlight and wind when she heard something push through her unconscious mind. It reminded her of a pin being pressed slowly into a rubber ball, causing it to pop. Cadeau lifted her head and bleary eyed looked about. It seemed it wasn't her traveling companion, unless he sprouted feathers that was, she would have been very concerned for Illidan if that was the case.

But no, he was in the cave with her asleep still. Cadeau didnt bother disturbing him, instead got to her paws and arched her spine in a stretch much like a feline. Cadeau let curiosity get the best of her as she shimmied down from her sleeping spot, leaping to stand on the grass below. She wrinkled her nose as she took in a deep sniff, sneezing at pollen. In the mess of wild flower she picked up the scent of another wolf. 

Narrowing her brown eyes, Cadeau took off at a weary trot to go investigate if the stranger was friend or foe being so close to them. Cadeau saw the source of what woke her not far away, a bird perched on a boulder scolding a yearling who seemed around Cadeau's age. Blinking slowly, she looked behind her out of habit as if expecting Illidan to show up to support her in this moment.

I've been depending on him too much these days, Cadeau thought with a scoff. Socialising alone shouldn't leave her this nervous, she was a big girl who could stand on her own four paws. Cadeau took a breath in and approached the female wolf, pushing through the grass until she was a respectable distance from her.

"That's a unique way of hunting birds,"  Cadeau quipped to her, cocking her head. Maybe its a wolf thing to approach prey like that, hmm. I'll have to ask Illidan about it.