The Bracken Woods Can't erase what I wrote in ink

"You should both get rest, the sun is setting." She had an assumption it was why Hemlocke was up, for his day was to begin soon. Though for the sun-dwellers, their day had ended once the night begun to rise, and the slumber would come. Though she was prone to staying up, unable to sleep, feeling restless, and wary over the ward she wishes to claim. Tiredness had not crossed her, only the mental exhaustion over what has happened but that enough could cause her to rest. The lioness was glad while the other was not in a dead state, and only could thank the skies that she had a severe injury.

Uriel watched the two crawl within the burrow but remained outside, her golden head leering within to motion she would be out, guarding. The two were more vulnerable then she would be despite a bruised side, but that would heal in a few days so she did not mind.