Wolf RPG

Void traveled with his mate @Meylodi and their new pack member @Moor for several more days, where he barely slept, his eyes now looking bloodshot but he wouldn’t stop. He had to protect the others. He stayed up most of the nights keeping guard, only barely switching out with Moor. He was fineeee though, for the most part. They reached a river, a spot Void found suitable to stop again, and the Sunspires were really in view now. He was hopeful.

Grá- his mate came from behind him, the familiar motion of running her side against his and touching his muzzle with her nose before parting from him. She had been given more time to sleep, meaning she felt fresher and rested despite her poor knight looking like he would fall over into a big, unshelved mess and sleep until morning. 

Ya be tir'd, love - ya've gon' so long with'ut a good sleep, yer eyes are takin' a weird color to 'em. A new tone of maternal concern echoed in her voice. It smells safe 'ere - Moar'n an' I can keep an eye out while ya rest. 

Her eyes betrayed her annoyance with her dialect. She had figured out how to get the 'o' in the woman's name, but her tongue still refused to let her say it correctly.