Greatwater Lake at least pretend you didn't want to get caught

He could have fallen asleep there, with his head hanging between his shoulders, his back hunched to form a protective wall over the canine huddled beneath him. Raheerah had slept in stranger positions; it was among his quirks that he could very easily fall asleep in strange posture. Perhaps it came to his advantage just as well that he could easily wake up, too - Raheerah found himself waking often through the night, kept awake by the sounds of trilling birds and nearby voices. Voices, they had always kept him awake. The guards outside of his cave. He memorized their voices, and he had found pleasure when he ended them.

She suddenly spoke, and Raheerah's eye slowly peeled open, looking down at her. As she moved, he adjusted in turn so that his lurching posture would overshadow hers. Her words caused him to draw his lips back in mild agitation, then close his eye in dismissal of her. "Sleep noooww. You may thank me when you survive your dreaam." Raheerah answered lowly, and resumed his hanging head, ignoring the gusts as they beat against his back, and the cold that radiated up through his toes. With the female warming him from beneath, he wanted nothing more than to finally rest.