Without you there

She would not resist after that, nuzzling her softly he'd let her lean on him as he led the way back to the den they shared. This would be the first night of his return since falling ill, though it would be more bitter sweet than he could have ever anticipated. She would nod, obviously feeling the exhaustion as he suggested it. His feet would carry him and his wife down the path to home, content to put her to rest. He would have no time to prepare fresh moss, or even grab some old dried lavender from Symphony's den. Though he had no doubt as he curled up next to her that she would find sleep easily. How peaceful it was would still yet to be determined.