The Sentinels You say...

Dante's thoughts followed similarly - a castle they may find, but he wasn't sure Prince and Princess were monikers suited to them. For her, perhaps a mage, wise but with a sense of humor that could cause a bit of chaos. Or maybe the hero searching out the lost treasure. And for him, maybe the withheld knight or the common soldier, dragged into the adventure and simply along for the ride, but coming out the better for it. It would make an amusing story.

"In a forest like this, there has to be a castle somewhere." He truly looked forward to finding a spot and was elated to be back to their old arrangement, but with a more formal permanence. Not only would they share a den - it would be a home, of sorts, for however long they did so. There was a different sort of dynamic now and he found it made him a bit more possessive of whatever place they might choose. He'd never been much for getting attached to sleeping spots.

"Maybe near the stream?" They could start there, then widen their search. He liked the concept of being near the water.