No worries

One of Ignatius' favorite spots in the red forest had taken a considerable amount of time to discover, but ever since he'd found it he had a hard time tearing himself away each time he visited. It was just beautiful. A particularly large redwood had decided to grow over a creek, it's roots rising from the ground in places and forming natural arches over the water, in others blocking some of the water's passage and creating a small pond, with the help of a couple beavers.

The best part though? places beside the water, under the tree, were dug out so that one could settle into the natural cave beneath the massive redwood and watch silvery fish flash by in the water, wasting hours upon hours before realizing the sun was setting. It was perfect. Ignatius sighed contentedly as he settled himself into that very spot, mismatched eyes watching the burbling water for signs of life beneath the surface.