Silvertip Mountain We made these memories for ourselves

Sorry. *focused* one more reply from you if you want.

Mason nodded at her description and smiled. Snick tree. That would be its name from now on. He pressed ahead to the cave. The entrance was covered with vines, climbing branches reaching up the rocky surface above. Mason checked to make sure June wasn’t scared, and then moved into the cave. It was not damp, but it was gloomy. Darkness was dashed by sunlight that filtered through small airholes further up the wall. Unseen from the outside, they meant the inside at least had a tad of light, unless it was the dead of night with no moon.

“Why don’t we rest here for a bit” it was still really early after all and they had woken before the sun. He plumped himself down on some moss and indicated for her to join him before tucking his nose in his tail.