Duck Lake youth is wasted on the young

The assassin sighed, feeling a bad that he got his friend in this state. "I hope so too." he murmured, looking genuinely sad. After all they had been through, through the traitors, the war, the move, it would possibly end like this. What a way to go. The dark male stood up then, and nudged Cara's muzzle with his own.

"But we came here to relax, no? We shouldn't be focusing on such things. Besides, it is out of our control. Whatever happens happens, but I will make sure I will make it out of this unscathed." He flopped back down, feeling unsatisfied. Was that enough to perk the younger wolf up? He doubted it, to be honest. He wasn't good at motivational speaking. But he hoped she would at least try to relax again.