Ouroboros Spine Where Dreams Went to Die

His nose was still damp. He sneezed, attempting to clear the water from his senses so he might better glimpse at the promise of this place. He didn't know what to expect. As with traversing all new terrain, he took caution, picking a nimble path through the trees as he realized they would quickly become separated in this fog. The air was just as wet. It was difficult to smell anything at all through these low hanging clouds. Kero doubled back.

He returned to find Tonravik lingering in the shallows. He slipped through the mist, knowing full well his lighter coat would be harder to see within this fog. He pressed closer towards her, just close enough for him to catch glimpse of him before he tipped his head inland and suggested she joined. He waited for a moment, curious as to what she might do before he turned his head elsewhere. Kodiak seemed to have disappeared. Kero could only pray that pup would not find trouble, nor spook whatever locals may linger in the veil.