Two Eyes Cenote Sleep over

Set in January after this thread

Rooke padded after @Machiavelli with an eagerness to his step. Whilst covered in road dust and weary from the trek, his tail wagged idly. He still wasn't entirely sure where they were going. As far as he could tell, there weren't many places to bed down in that apart from the occasional shrub. But a hushed noise piqued his ears. The faint sound of water whispering somewhere nearby.

Round eyes settled upon his companion, and Rooke woofed softly for his attention before speaking.

Are we close to your pack?

There was a nervous energy to Rooke the closer they approached the water, wherever it was. Uncertainty conveyed in a now hunched posture. Perhaps he would have crawled across the ground were he alone. What little confidence he had, was given to Machiavelli in this moment.

AW, but perhaps @Legend might stop in?