Blacktail Deer Plateau the passportal

She wasn't sure if he would welcome her company, though Dante accepted quickly. He warned her that he didn't have a den, though. Junior wasn't particularly concerned about this. After spending night after night alone in the wilderness, she had become something of an expert at finding makeshift shelter. She figured that, even if they couldn't find somewhere they both fit, at least having each other for warmth would make up for the lack of cover.

"It's cool, we can keep one another warm. Although... there's a thicket toward the back of the territory if you don't mind trekking all the way back there." It wasn't far from that den that led into the grotto, though Junior dismissed it as a possibility. She wasn't a fan of entirely enclosed spaces like that and, despite all the time that had passed, she still wasn't willing to share that particular discovery with anyone but her siblings.

"C'mon," she said, smiling and nudging Dante. She swore she felt a little charge of electricity pass between them any time they made contact. She brushed past him and began to climb up to the plateau, feeling her heart thumping in her chest. Not only was it wonderful being welcomed home by the likes of Dante, it was a great feeling just coming back here and walking this age-old, familiar path.