Stone Circle from the outside looking in

Please allow Amber to post first

It'd been long enough that Day could barely smell his scent on the borders. Guilt ate him up from the inside out, and the road had taken its toll on whatever was left. He looked bedraggled, though not exactly unhealthy. They'd done well enough hunting between the three of them, and Day couldn't help but think it boded well for both the coming winter and the strange, v-shaped relationship he'd found himself in.

"Here's home," he said with a tired sigh as they drew toward the border. Spirits had been higher and tensions lower since their powwow on the beach, but Day still shot Dagfinn a calculating look before lifting his muzzle and calling for @Steady. He knew - or thought he knew - that @Amber would behave for the sake of the pups, but Day still wasn't sure on any given day how Dagfinn would react to anything. The guy was a mystery to him.

"I'm so tired," he said to no one in particular, hoping Steady would not hold them up at the border. Day wanted to get Amber situated in his den and catch some sleep for the last few hours of darkness they had.