Sleepy Fox Hollow By thee, old Capulet, and Montague

The bark made her jump in shock; she'd hardly noticed anything about her surroundings since she'd discovered that leaves could be piled together to create even more fun. Her deep, burgundy eyes quickly found the dark form making its way down into the bowl. Sif nestled further into her leaves to watch, as though they could protect her from an attack if they covered enough of her.

But as the wolf drew closer, Sif's tail began to wag. It was another woman! Perhaps Wardruna had sent her, or perhaps she had simply come of her own volition, looking for a place to lay her head just the same as Sif.

"Hallo," the girl called, lowering herself further still into the leaves.