Bramblepoint countless

He wasn't sure how long they had talked, but  eventually, they both drifted off to sleep. He couldn't remember the last time he slept so soundly; it had been too long. His sleep was so deep that even the light of dawn hadn't woken him like it usually did. What finally woke him was the feeling of something painful jabbing into his side. His eyes snapped open. His heart raced as he looked around, unable to get his bearings for a few seconds. Her request brought him back from his confused state, assuring him that he was not in any danger. Then everything came flooding back, and he looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. Awfully demanding, he thought, more amused than anything. He stood and shook out his coat, careful not to jostle her and moved over to sit down and inspect one of the strange fruits now near his paws. He had been interested in them last night but entirely too distracted to investigate. He sniffed the fruit and was intrigued by its sweet scent. He licked his lips, thinking it might make a good snack and then lowered his head, intending to take a bite to test it out.