ebbing and flowing
pushed by the breeze, i live to make you free
They'd put a lot of miles behind them and he was ready for a long break. Winter was on its way and they really needed a place to stay put. He was a bit reluctant about the idea, but not stupid. They could make it if the season wasn't harsh. If prey wasn't scarce. If they didn't create enemies. But Calix did not like to gamble with his life or his friend's like that. They had no idea what this place was like. Why he had his doubts about it being harsher he always felt like the odds were against him. The sooner they collected information, the better he'd feel. They could make the right choice for their future. Rather that was to remain or keep going only time would tell.
Stretching his legs, and shifting his hips he really didn't want to get up just yet. It felt nice beside North, and the air itself was so cold. But with the sun rising higher they ought to. With a yawn, he finally raised his head off his paws, and with his wet nose nudged abruptly at his companion's side. Checking for signs of life, ready to be more incessant.