Lake Rodney burn

Sure!

Dash took his time heading home, strolling along, unaware he was being stalked. His mind ventured from one unimportant topic to the next, but mostly he wondered what he was thinking of when he came up with the idea to go fishing at night. It had been a complete waste of time, and he had nothing to show for it. He supposed he could try hunting on the way home, but most of the smaller game he hunted would be sleeping right now. He paused in his tracks. He could probably find a temporary spot to sleep tonight, and get up early and head home.