Sun Mote Copse seems every castle is made of sand

Wraen would have countered the very idea that Arthur did not deserve a friend like her. She would not be able to fathom why, when it was so obvious that without friendly guidance and encouragement the young man's first steps in life without Moonspear were going to be very difficult and disorienting. 

"Don't mention it," she told him and thinking that maybe Arcturus was too tired to talk with her more, she led the way in silence. Near the place, where an earthquake had caused a rockslide that had changed the course of the river, she came upon an abandoned badger den. Wraen peered down to make sure that no one else had taken residence there, then she measured her friend with a glance, as if to calculate, if the guy fit in there.

"You should be fine here," she finally said. "Sleep as much as you want. I can't offer you any food though - kids and moms are a priority, but there are plenty of nice mousing grounds here, you can even try your luck in fishing," Wraen explained. "A-a-a-and that's about it for now," she waited to hear, if Arthur wished to know anything else and then would take off to share the news with Maia. 

Last one from me - you could add a tasteful conclusion in your next post.