Bramblepoint circinus

for @Qiao !! whenever <3 >:D

pauk hadn't meant to go so far.
it was meant to be an amateur hunting trip. he'd followed the snowmelt that trickled from moonspear's edge all the way down into the valley, chasing the scent of a beaver; and by the time he realized how far he was from home, he felt it too late to turn back now. his eyes were peeled for any sign of a lodge, perhaps branches strewn about.
but the woods are thick, and he is growing more and more disoriented and exhausted. every tree looks the same. the humidity is unbearable.
calm and collected as he was, he turns his attention toward finding a place to shut his eyes; only for a bit, and then he'd head home. he just needed the strength — his little legs could not possibly carry him all the way back up the mountain like this.
he is concealed — or so he thinks — by a tall berry bush as he drifts into a content slumber.