Sun Mote Copse The soft and fading light has crossed the west horizon and has bidden us goodnight

He returned her smile with one of his own, eyes brightening briefly at her invitation. “Don’t push yaself too hard” he advised with a lighthearted grin, trying his best not to come off as the over worried mom of the group. He could tell she’d been hard at work, her scent beginning to become more prominent along the borders with each passing day. He’d have to make a mental note to patrol the borders more and help take some of the weight off the poor girl’s shoulders. 

Speaking of borders, “it’s awfully quiet here” he let out, eyes shifting to gaze out into the land beyond their future claim. He thought they’d see at least someone by now, but the days had passed without so much as a peep and he’d been left to wondered if their was a specific reason why. He hoped it was nothing too worrisome and that they just happened to be in the quiet corner of town.