Axle, having not received a response from Lola, turned and started jogging toward the tree line. Once he got there he broke into a run, heading straight for his favourite spot. He was running late because of that interaction, he just hoped that he could still get there before sunrise.
As he approached, he could almost taste the dawn, and so he put on a burst speed, stopping just before he arrived at the edge of a cliff. He slowly moved toward the edge and sat down, his legs dangling high above a rocky river. This was a remote spot, no one ever seemed to come here, it was always quiet... Peaceful. But he didn't come here during the day time, for fear of someone seeing him and following him.
As he sat, the sun slowly peeked over the horizon, rising up and bathing the picturesque scene before him in orange-golden light. He watched as the light played off the morning dew, inhaling the scent of nature and listening to the calls of newly roused birds and the buzzing of insects starting their daily routines.