A less patient creature might ask why the young woman refused to fully wake from her slumber. It seemed that Artemis was still in need of a rousing stir to bring her fully back to life. Perhaps she was depressed about the things she missed, about the damage that had come to the pack lands after the storm, or from Denali's disappearance. It was likely all of those things, that hung on the her light gray shoulders. Depression could easily cause aches in muscles, and the feeling of indifference that Anu saw being portrayed. But Anu was practiced in the art of waiting, of simply being without being entertained or amused.
Anu nodded, Yes, you look tired. She commented, her tone even and gentle. She assumed that she did as well, the gray on her muzzle not making her look very youthful and spry. Anu looked out onto the lake, crossing her legs so that she sat with them folded beneath her and settling into a more comfortable position. I could teach you to meditate, if you would like. She spoke as she placed her hands on her knees, lightly and straightened her back.
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