The world looked so different upside down, with the sky falling out beneath your feet and solid ground to your back. Such a small physical change and yet such a profound effect when you really stopped to look at it, to appreciate that feet were reliably glued to the ground and never randomly disconnected and let you fly away among the clouds. Would you ever stop? Was there another floor somewhere up there you would land on and then you could look up and see the cedarwoods far above you, its clouds blue in a green sky, as the lake and rivers of the world laid over the forests and meadows. It was easier to imagine after climbing that mountain, the perspective from so high utterly unique and eye-opening.
These revelations had to be shared, but Prudence didn't seem particularly impressed by any of them. She was busying herself in her burrow, presumably rearranging whatever knickknacks burrowing owls liked to keep. Every now and then Tomen would offer another new profound thought and she might titter in response, if she deigned to react at all. Eventually, his eyes peeled off the vast blue sky and all its wonders and sought out her small round shape, her butt wiggling as she stuck her head in her burrow and fussed about with something.
"You know, if you're not interested anymore you could just say so," he said, bringing his forelegs up against his chest, paws limp. "I'm try'na pour my deep thoughts and feelings out here, have some decency."
Hooo! came the muffled reply, but she did back out of her den rear-first and about-turn to fix a single beady eye on the wolf. He opened his mouth to thank her for her gracious attention when she suddenly snapped up a tiny twig laid on the ground and promptly disappeared back into her hole.
"Well fine, if that's how you wanna be," Tomen sniffed. Shifting his shoulders to get more comfy, he turned his eyes back to the clouds, nevertheless contented by the small sounds of the nearby owl going about her business. At least some things were still normal in a good, comfortable way.