Dragoncrest Cliffs the good left undone

He was still caught up in thinking about matching color to wolfscents, and to their very beings too, so thankfully his answer seemed to work well enough for her. He chalked it up to a good eye, anyway, so even towards things he couldn't see, he could kind of rough it out anyway.

When a yawn split her jaws, he felt a hint of one looking for him, too. It didn't quite get fully formed, but with how contagious they could be, maybe his time was numbered too.

Yeah? I should head back too.. and try again, he said through a tired-sounding sigh of his own and with that, he let her lead the way back. He followed after her slowly, trying to coax himself into the mindset of sleep before they returned to the comfort of the rest of the family. Once he was there and cozy among them, he knew he would probably relax better.

After giving Sequoia a gentle, fond nudge of goodnight, he did his best to settle in, too.