Silvertip Mountain Read about you in a museum

It was true, Ezekiel had been resting here first. But now that Valette was here, he was feeling anxious. He was going to protest, suggest a hunt or a swim, but before he could get the words out of his mouth, Valette laid down beside him. Lets rest, here. She said, eying him clearly curious. At first he wasn't sure what to say to her. Should he speak? She just wanted to rest. If that was what she wanted to do, he'd do the same. He sighed, and placed his head on his paws. It did feel good to rest, and though he didn't know her that much yet, he felt safe by her side.

Soon Ezekiel found himself nearing sleep. Everything was quiet, there was a nice breeze and the shade of the tree they were under left him cool. He had forgotten how comforting the presence of others were. He appreciated her being there with him. He decided that he liked Valette. A lot. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to drift a bit.