Heron Lake Plateau Demon Boss

It was a while, before another wolf joined them and eased the awkward silence between the three wolves. Apple had managed not to drift off in the dreamland again, pulling her conscious mind back to wakefulness again and keeping the sounds, the colourful images at bay. Yet she could feel them being in the vicinity, spun into something like a yarn-ball and waiting for it's opportunity to encase her again. 

A cream pelted she-wolf was first to come to aid - she seemed rather nice and more positively inclined towards the stranger than the wolf, to whom she had spoken to earlier. She replied with a kind smile and then listened them discussing her not too quietly. While nothing bad was said, it was still kind of unpleasant hearing someone else repeating her words, adding intonations and meanings to them, which had not been in the original. She tried not show, how uncomfortable it was. But she was not in the place to tell that this was not a polite thing to do. She was a beggar here and at her possible benefactors' mercy.