Moonspear if he sleeps, he will get better

Actions, inevitably, had the greater value and he took care to press them one step further than most would so readily. With the immediacy of his approach, she was knee-jerk wary and a bit more prickly than before, but she received him with a low, satisfied growl as he continued. His breath warmed her neck and she allowed it only for a moment. She swept aside, clicked her teeth not far from his neck, and pressed a quick lick into his fur there afterward. Subtle, but he'd agreed and so did she. With that, it was settled.

He did not need her to tell him what she'd want to come of this so she said nothing more on the matter. She was protective of what was beyond these borderlands, and invested in her success on this mountainside. If the pack thrived, so did she and he could potentially be a new element of their dynamic previously unseen. She would see it out and only needed the time.

She stepped aside with a fluid motion and opened the pathway to him in the quick pause that followed. Regardless of how exactly it was received, she brushed alongside as she rounded around behind him then moved off on her own. She listened first of all for his pawsteps, curious if he would follow down the mountain's nearest trail.