Little Goat Mountain darling, don't be afraid I have loved you

Over the past few agonizing days, Laika had calmed down. She wasn't as crazed and she could think more clearly. She padded alongside her mate, shoulders, hips and paws burning from their long trek. She panted with exhaustion, but pressed on until they came to a stop. She glanced at the sky as he did, giving a silent nod of agreement. It was going to storm, and there was nothing they could do about it. 

He he nuzzles into her pale fur, and she immediately felt better. It was just something about his touch, it always soothed her worries. For the most part at least. "Yeah, we'll find him." She replied, her mind whirling again. "I think I know where we should start looking." She then added, turning her oceanic gaze to him. "We need to find Phoenix Maplewood."