Sun Mote Copse the jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Fig watched her carefully as she adjusted to her new life as a blind wolf. When she turned her head, he reached to tap his nose against hers to make sure she was correctly aware of where he stood. He gave a shake as his fur grew too damp for comfort, but otherwise was still until she made her request, at which he puffed his chest out proudly and lifted his chin. 

"Yeah! Jus' stay close and follow me," Fig said, oblivious to the amused looks they were getting from Fin and Phox who had decided to just see how this all played out. He glanced around quickly to absorb his surroundings, trying to determine where to find some swelter for the pair of them.

After a few seconds, he spotted a little space between where a few larger rocks were resting against the trunks of a cluster of trees with some brush reaching across them to form a little canopy. He bumped his hip gently against Sugar before he began to lead her towards it, taking care to ensure that she remained at his side and also that he avoided walking her across anything she might trip on.