Shimmering Sands whale's way

She nodded. "We can do that," It'd be nice to come back when the weather was more favorable. "I will show you the ocean, too. It is much more enjoyable in the summertime." She wouldn't dream of taking him into the water now; the cons outweighed the pros. 

He spotted shelter from a distance, hidden by the coiling, firm roots of the oak tree. She followed him, squeezing herself through the entrance and into the shelter. It was tighter in here than she had initially anticipated, but it was cozy, and she could manage for a night. "I think that we can make this work," she said, not considering how claustrophobic it'd get as the hours drew on. "I also don't think we are stealing another's home—it does not smell like anybody has been in here for a few weeks." Although she could sense that a badger had made its home here at some point, the scent had faded with time. 

"But do not worry. I will protect us if it decides to come back," she said, grinning. "We will take its meat and fur if it comes to that."