Shimmering Sands whale's way

Ariadne had been fortunate to have traveled with those who were more experienced. It had given her a chance to learn things she wouldn't have necessarily thought of on her own—like pacing, as they were experiencing now. She felt sadness in her heart when he looked crestfallen, but the feeling soon faded when he switched the script and became optimistic and delusional. "Yes," she replied, staying positive and not wanting to upset him again, "We will see where our paws take us tomorrow." 

When he suggested heading into the forest, she agreed immediately. "I think that is a good idea," she wasn't craving crustaceans, and the forest would provide more satisfying and filling options. She moved in that direction, leading them away from the shoreline. 

The forest was well-protected from the snow—the oak trees had only allowed a light blanketing to cover the ground. "I think we have found the perfect place to stay," she said, looking around. "It will be nice and warm wherever we decide to sleep." 

"Have your journeys ever brought you to this forest?" she asked next. "Mine have not, so I do not know what to expect here."