by Tereza Rozanov » Mon Jan 27, 2020 8:24 pm
The trail eventually leads to a large overhang, almost a cave of sort, sheltered from the wind and the obvious elements that have overtaken the forest. Seeing a large werewolf sulk is probably not a sight she's used to, but that appears to be exactly what's going on. The wolf is curled up under the overhang, head on hands. At the sound of Sam's approach, her ears perk and she looks over, sulk fading into hope.