Broken Antler Fen a graveyard of stars

Lele had intended to have a very productive day, but a hunt from the previous day had worn her out more than she had anticipated. Around noon she had still not yet decided, whether to explore the lands more or stay put, and by afternoon it was clear that sleep was a better option. 

She woke several hours later, when the sun had already disappeared behind the horizon and cold of the evening had began to gnaw on her fingers. A stretch, a yawn, a glance around and a lazy thought on, what to do next. Hunger got the majority of votes and the she-wolf went out in the dusk to find the night-time critters. 

That's, how she came upon the young man, who was watching the stars. Lele stopped briefly to observe him and woofed a "good evening".