settle down, keep your head down low

The youth wanted to be useful and helpful, thus, he had pushed his body as far as he physically could during the move. He'd helped where he could with the younger wolves that needed help making the swim and had helped Holland with the herbs, despite the protest from healing wounds. The move had completely drained him of energy. He hadn't even made himself a proper den yet, instead he used a small root system that been eroded by the weather. It went under the tree partially, giving him some shelter from above but he was for the most part exposed to the elements. He'd made it home, though, using whatever surrounding foliage he could to help keep the wind out. Temporary, but suitable...for now.

Sandor was laying back, letting his muscles rest when Siobhan came to find him. Ears twitched to pick up the sound of approaching paw steps as nose found her scent. His head lifted, the muscles in his neck complaining at the sudden action. "Hey Sio!" he greeted cheerful, remaining laying down for the time being.