The Last Night

His ears splayed to the sides in defeat when she said he needed to take his medicine. He wasn't at all fond of having to take them. He knew the herbs wouldn't save him, but he did it for her. Herbology seemed to be the only thing she found pride in, so despite his knowing they would do nothing but barely slow down his ailing body, he let her do her work. He nodded, trailing after her as he kept an eye out for any potential den or place they could rest for the night. Even though his bones ached, he didn't show it. He never complained about anything, much less about himself. "So, what are we trying to find?" He asked curiously, the male leaning down to sniff at an old trail before pressing on.