Bonesplinter Ravine pack it up

for @Envy and @Elowen

the dawn breaks softly over the hinterlands.

lorcan stirs first (or so he thought), his golden eyes cracking open to the sight of elowen curled beside him, her chest rising and falling. the corners of his mouth twitch faintly—something resembling a smile—but it fades quickly as he leans down, nudging her cheek gently with his nose.

time to go, dove, he whispers to her. his breath brushes against her ear as he lingers for a moment, watching her stir before he pulls back.

he rises to his feet, shaking out his dark coat. the chill of morning clings to the air, and he huffs softly, his gaze scanning the surroundings. envy’s absence doesn’t go unnoticed, though he’s hardly concerned. his eyes catch the faint trail she left behind—pawprints winding down the dusty mountainside and into the ravine they had set up camp before.

his gaze lifts, and there she is, perched on a ledge not far off. her crooked tail swaying lazily as she gnaws on a bone. as elowen gets to her paws, her mate begins a slow walk towards envy, chuffing loud enough for it to carry off through the ravine. we're up, envy.