Bramblepoint the good ol' rock 'n roll roadshow

Okay, Acheron offered. That seems like a good plan. It was better than anything he could have come up with, given he had never even heard of a place like an ocean. Once we rest for a bit, we can start heading that way.

He yawned and nuzzled into Tuvaq's fur, his friend's scent filling his nose and comforting the speckled boy. He was surprised to already be so eased by the other boy's presence; he wondered what it meant, but he decided not to dwell on it too much right then. It didn't really matter anyway; he was grateful to have such a good friend already. He yawned again, his eyelids getting heavy and eventually closing. Sleep was close, and he would let it take over unless Tuvaq had anything else to say.