Time would slowly pass and the cold dampness of the air would cling to him and chill him so that his grip on Twig not only brought her comfort, but brought to them both a measure of warmth. They had spend a while now at this flower-marked grave and thought of all that they had missed, all that they had never had a chance to experience with this golden little light. He would feel the gentle movements of Twig as she sighed and seeped to pull herself together. It would seem that the moments had passed and she felt ready to return back the way they had come. He offer her a gentle smile as she even added in a joke to the end and would nudge against her neck. He would rise also, nudging for her to follow suit.
He would cast one last glance at the final resting place of a creature too small and young to have been called back to the, well, to whatever life awaited them upon their passing. He knew it was time now to drag his thoughts back to the current world, and current problems. He had washed himself out completely to hold Twig beside him but now he would remember what had befallen him and grimace at the thoughts. ?Alright Twig, lets get you back to you den? he said gently, pushing aside his pains for a little while longer.
