Moonspear You can count on me

She speaks and her dainty paws press on top of his own, staying there against him in embrace until Arrluk nodded and broke away from their hugging. 

Worn eyes looked to her and turned away, beginning to trail their path towards their little densites. One next to another, nearly facing one another as they rest along the creek bed. 

Arrluk dipped his body low, crawling into his hollow fitted under a fallen old trunk and turned around, laying and resting his white chin onto his front paws. 

It did not take him long to fall asleep, both from exhaustion and the comfort of Ajei near.