Dragoncrest Cliffs [m] salt settling

The forest could afford them plenty of privacy, and as juvenile as it was, the thought of sneaking out to see her in the night was exciting. 

And then she was gone, and with her, the scent. The area was eerily still, leaving the old wolf to stare for a moment at the place they occupied a short while ago, almost nostalgic for it. 

But his body made it clear that it desired rest, and he thought the area as good as any—with the added benefit of the ground beneath already holding his warmth. He’d sleep well into the afternoon.