Whitefish River I'd rather find myself in nature

Connor sat outside of the den site, he couldn't really sleep so he decided to keep guard for a bit until either someone decided to wake up, or a stranger wandered by. The titan's face was painted with boredom, due to Emrik's u fortunate fall, the group had to stop for a bit until he was able to move again. While Connor did feel sympathy for the man, he longed to go out and stretch his legs and explore more of the Kaistleoki territory before the pack officially moved in. The large man sloutched his neck and let out a heavy sigh with his ears lazily flopping to the sides of his head.

But the sound of movement from behind him made him crane his head up and his ears shot up, his face with a more curious expression, he turned his muzzle to see Emrik had emerged from the den. The cinnamon man thumped his tail in greeting as he beamed at the injured man, "hiya Emrik!" He greeted with a cheerful woof, "how did ya sleep? You feeling any better?" The man tilted his head with a symapthetic and encouraging smile, hoping to lift his partner's spirit.