Bramblepoint the good ol' rock 'n roll roadshow

Okay, he offered gently. Whenever you feel up to it. The tightening in his chest loosened some as the smile returned to Tuvaq's face, and then a shy smile curved his own lips as he felt the playful nip on his cheek. As much as he'd like to think this kind of thing wouldn't happen again, he knew it probably would. He hoped they could at least figure things as out as they went, and maybe Acheron could learn to be less intrusive. 

He nodded, realizing then that he was actually kind of tired. Yeah, come on, he said as he got to his feet and began to walk again. This place seemed as though there would be a decent thicket big enough for the two of them, so he began to scan the area as they moved, searching for a grouping of trees that looked promising. Thankfully, he didn't have to search too long before he found something that would work. He brushed against Tuvaq and trotted forward, stopping at the entrance. How's this? he asked.