Arro glanced up as he felt his side being nuzzled and moved his head so that his eyes could see where her muzzle was pointing.<br/>Trees...<br/><br/>He nodded slightly and stood up, nudging her to her feet aswell in the windy storm. Arro started towards the outcrop, the sharp gusts blowing a lot of the mud out of his fur easily, sending it flying backwards towards the large pond to plunk in to the water.<br/><br/>When he finally made it to the safety of the large ferns he turned his gaze back to make sure she had also gotten under the slight shelter.