Stomping Grounds

Two storage dens were complete and the third he was about halfway through. He had so much going on within his mind that it was hard to focus on work today. A yesterday he had accompanied Serene while she completed what needed to be done to fully lay her mother to rest. That place and what he had felt there was something he couldn’t explain it had his head spinning when he thought about it. The more he hung around Serene the more he had seen that she was more special and talented then he had realized.

As if being his first true friend around here wasn’t enough, she had a connection to this territory like no other, emotionally and spiritually. He had offered her the comforts of his den last night, letting her get the rest she needed after going through that emotional ritual yesterday. He had slept outside, at the mouth of the den, just an earshot away in case she had needed anything. He had liked sleeping under the willow he chose for his den to be under. It had been a cool, quiet night and he felt like he had slept extremely well. He was up early checking the borders of the willows while he let Serene sleep as long as she felt like.

Along the way he picked up a small breakfast, a fat hare and dropped it off at the den before finishing his rounds. In total it took him about an hour before he was done completely and headed back to the den to see if she was awake.

"Talk." & 'Think.'