Red Coat wakes up with a start. Her heart is thumping like she woke from a very bad dream. She is cold, it's dark, and she can hear rain pouring down from outside the cave entrance.
Thunder cracks. Maybe it was thunder that woke her?
Her hand reaches out for the warm body of Wolf Man. He's still there, asleep. She looks over and she can barely make out his silhouette with the red light of a dying fire. As the rain ebbs for a moment she can faintly hear a low rumble emanating from his body with each slow breath. She takes in a deep breath herself. She is safe.
She is safe but now, she is wide awake. Her heart has yet to settle back into a sleepier mode and even though her eyelids are heavy, she knows she will not sleep.
She draws a small handful of runes from the pocket of her red coat. Her finger tips run over each etching on each stone and she is reassured by its message. All is well, you are home now, nothing to fear, you have completed your journey.
