hang on to the glory at my right hand

When Natiel had maded her offer to share a home with Spider, she'd questioned it instantly. How would she find a place that would suit them both? She'd seen some of the south, but not enough to have had a place in mind yet.
The forest would have been fine for her, but it frightened him so she wouldn't push the issue. She led the way out and into a much brighter patch of trees in practically no time at all. The orchard was teeming with life. She could hear animals skitter away as they approached and her stomach vibrated slightly in response to the noise. It wouldn't be all that hard to find a meal here. Nati stopped once they'd passed a few trees, and looked to Spider for his opinion. "So, what do you think of this?"

n a t i e l .

The rabbit dropped lazily from his jaws as he took in The Orchard. “It’s b-b-beautiful!” He said gleefully. He rushed past her, the rabbit forgotten and pranced through the overgrown grass, already looking for a place to make his den. His tail wagged excitedly as he took a deep inquisitory sniff of their surroundings, aside from the overbearing scent of ripe fruit there were undertones of herbs he knew to be medicinal, nurtured by the rich soil that humans cultivated long ago. The orchard was wide with plenty of open space where nothing could sneak up on them without them knowing. The roots of the feral trees would provide great hiding places once they were dug out, but most importantly the sun was bright and shone freely, giving him the means to dry and preserve herbs for later use. The fact that the fruit might attract bears was thankfully far from his mind as he weaved through the trees, and for once he could see nothing but positive aspects. Spider speaking