Phoenix Maplewood i don't hear the church bells chime anymore

Ukko doesn’t feel any better, his shoulders weighed down heavily that feels like a pull to the ground. He considers hiding away for a little bit longer but he forces himself from where he’d been sitting to search out his friend. He’d been avoiding her, coming late to the den or leaving early and, lately, spending the night elsewhere. The nights were getting colder and even his thick fur does little to keep him warm during the night that he started to feel guilty for hiding.

“Tav?” he asks once he’s come to the den, the night settling into the sky. It wouldn’t be wrong of him to go inside and bury himself in the warmth but he waits anyway.

@Tavi, when you have time.