[Deep in the Woods]

As some small mercy for Kestrel, Atreyu's too busy navigating through the woods to show too much amusement at her misfortune.

...if you can call it misfortune. She may be caught in a somewhat embarassing position as she's carried through the woods, but at least she's still being taken to safety, right?

Kestrel's just going to have to put up with being pressed against the wolf's chest with his hand on her butt, though, as for the best part of an hour he sets a blistering pace through the woods, and true to his word there's several occasions where she'll have to cling on without support, as he clambers up trees and cliffsides, or clears large patches of difficult terrain with leaps only possible through supernatural strength.

All in all, something that would certainly be quite the challenge for anyone not benefiting from Atreyu's extensive array of survival skills to clear in an hour.

And then, at least, the safety of Atreyu's camp is revealed. The werewolf clambers up another tree to reveal a mess of interlocking branches from several neighbouring trees, all woven together with druidic magic to create a fairly substantial canopy. There's not much by way of luxuries, but there's quite a large pile of assorted furs, some parcels formed from wrapped and bound leaves, and several thick vines tied together to form a rope leading down to the forest floor below, where Atreyu appears to have cleared out a spot for campfires. "Alright Missy, we're here."