Blackfeather Woods and then one day you find ten years have got behind you

Her apology was met with a sigh and a nudge from his nose; no, don't apologize, it's okay, it's okay. All that mattered was that she trusted him enough to tell him these things. And if that helped, it helped. But they devolved to their usual silence together and Maegi kept him close, tucking in against him so that their white furs became one mess of whiteness in the shadows; they were a two-headed, three-eyed beast. If she fell asleep there then he would protect her; but he would not let himself drift to sleep so easily. Mou stared at the shifting shadows around them and idly flicked his ears forwards, as if listening to an invisible voice.