Larksong Grotto You're sweet, my dear

@Mireille

The wolf needed respite from the cold, and so the he felt lucky to have stumbled upon such a hidden gem among the rock and rubble. This grotto held life and foliage that were otherwise hard to find in this part of the world. 

Marcus peered down over the last steep drop for whatever footholds he might be able to use to reach the bottom. Never much of a climber, the loner didn't even want to imagine what it would take for him to scale back up the mountain side. He would worry about it after having a nice sit-down meal.

The man suddenly met with lush forest floor, joints bending ever so slightly so as not to lock up and injury himself on impact. He thought for a moment of the lady in red from a few days ago, and wondered if he was near where she stayed. He wouldn't mind if he was, although he couldn't say the same for her.