Sea Lion Shores You were alone

As a shepherd would, he led her first through the undergrowth of the nearing vegetation before bringing her even deeper into the trees. Further they traveled through the lightly made paths that were interbred through the autumn-tinged decadence. Where they were two beings who sought refuge from the harsh elements.

Being someone who traversed this area often, there were particular places he would know to set up camp at, and he got dug in relatively easy at a den less than a mile away. It was west, as his goal was, and he wanted her much more comfortable before heading that way. It would be a far journey.

The  thoughts were fleeting in his mind, but unforgotten as they passed a series of trees who were feeling the seasonal sleep come upon them. The rain began to lessen as the foliage above took the majority of the fall. Under the bushes which they neared, a shallow notch was marked in the dirt. Noting the 'x' marked in the muddy stone, he continued with his company up the rising hill, onyx claws digging into the slipping loam. It held under the web of roots and allowed him up. Turning to ensure she was able to keep up, he watched to make sure she was okay thus far.