The cool, refreshing night air and the moonlight made travel easy in the forest near the Northern Gate that led to the Northern Alps. Crickets could be heard occasionally but other than that, the forest was silent.
A young Kishu-Akita mix slowly padded along the dirty path near the edge of the tree line, tongue lolling out as he panted softly. His bright brown eyes gleamed in the dark as he looked around him, hoping to find a good spot to rest. He had been running for three days straight now from Oshu to here and was quite tired. The only other thoughts he had other than rest were finding food and meeting another dog who knew the area.
''Ah, why didn't I ask before I left home?''
The night air seemed to become cooler as he spoke and the dog slightly tensed when a breeze blew by that made a chill go up his spine. He glanced at the crescent moon overhead and began to look more earnestly for a place to sleep. The moon didn't give much light, but his young eyes were able to see ahead a good yard or so.
About an hour passed before he felt he could explode in frustration. Just as he was about to lie down under a tree, he saw a cave ahead near a small stream. With a bark, the once again high-spirited youth ran towards the cave, eagerly anticipating the feeling of lying down and resting for as long as he needed to. Remembering his essential survival skills, he checked the cave entrance and surrounding area for scents of animals first before going inside to rest.
'Now this is more like it,' the young male thought as he lay down on the cool floor of the cave that may have been a den previously. A few old bones were scattered about in the far back of the cave. Thinking nothing of it, the dog curled up and fell promptly asleep.