Stomping Grounds

He returned to his den to find the half eaten hare. Serene must have eaten her fill which made him happy. He could only hope she had slept well enough and was recharged. He settled himself down and finished off the meal, cleaning it up and eating his fill. He then did his best to take the remnants and bury them a few yards from the den to keep things clean. He moved back over to his den and looked down into the entrance. Did Serene go back to sleep? He casually moved down into the den to look around, but he didn't find Serene in there making his brows furrow before exiting the den.

He wondered where she had gone and hoped she hadn't decided to head off on another trip so soon. Lowering his head to the ground he used his nose to fallow her trail. It didn't go far, in fact it had went into the herb storage den which made him smile. He hadn't showed her the finished product yet. It was a massive den with several 'shelves' dug out into the dirt walls He even had semi thick sticks stuck into parts of the walls to hang herbs from to dry. He was proud of what he had created and he wondered what she had thought of it.

He moved into the large opening to the storage den and moved inside to find her rubbing her muzzle against the same flower she had used in her ceremony. His eyes softened as he gave her time, she was still grieving after all and he was sure that all the emotions hadn't fully settled yet. He didn't want to disturb her, but just let her be comfortable as she could.

"Talk." & 'Think.'