Redsand Canyon rain

It sounded like she also kept busy. He thought decorating a den with something simply because it was pretty seemed unnecessary, but she could do with her den as she pleased. He hadn't even wasted the time finding a den; he preferred to sleep outside so that he was always ready. It also helped him acclimate to the harsher weather conditions when they arose. 

She mentioned Akashingo and his thoughts drifted to Jawahir—it had been some time since he thought of her and his night spent at the mesa. It felt like another lifetime almost. Kallik wondered if she was even still there but kept the question to himself in case it revealed something about himself he didn't want to share. He started on another vole as his mind wandered. 

I have no den, but I'm sure you make those that do feel more comfortable, he said instead. He sensed some tension from her, though he wasn't sure where it came from. There are places, passageways in the canyon that are too small for me to explore. If you are ever at a loss for something to do, I can show them to you. Maybe she could find where they led.