The Bracken Woods Can't erase what I wrote in ink

Maybe an ending round here?

After Holly went inside, Hemlocke too eased within the den, awkwardly trying to keep space between them as he leaned into the side of the dirt wall. It was not only for her comfort since he was a stranger whilst she rest, but for his own. He certainly was not used to sharing his den with any other savor his mother. He wasnt used to really doing anything with anyone besides his mother, really. 

Turning his gaze to Uriel, his eyes felt strained and blurry. Settle. A single word, spoken with question, that she might lay down at the mouth of the den and at least try and ease her mind. There was a good chance from this she was mentally drained if not physically too from their failed hunt. 

Laying his own head down whether she listened or not, he closed his eyes and hoped for sleep. That he could sleep the pain away and wake up whole again.