
Dovev had been feeling a bit...confined lately. There seemed to be more and more creatures passing through or getting lost in his home, and because of that...it seemed as though the world was creeping in on him. How would he keep his little Belle safe from the things out there that would hurt her? It was such a puzzling conundrum.
And so...he sat on the only clear 'path' (klipspringer trail, more likely) in or out of his home, staring at the savanna beyond his bit of swamp and jungle. It was nearly sunset, and he was feeling restless almost...But her would not leave. He couldn't. Belle needed to grow up safe, and she could do so in his home. He sighed and put his face in a paw. Life had gotten complicated.