Geoff glanced at his compass as he trudged along through the woods. His map was in one of the front pockets of his backpack but he didn't feel the need to stop and reach for it. Aside from a few trips to Crystalinz with his family, Geoff never went so far north from Rotzland, let alone walked there, but he knew where Peak Ulrith was -- can't really miss a massive mountain range straight in the north. The trouble was all the dense trees and hilly terrain that led you astray if lacking attention. If his memory served right, the city of Ulrith was near the northwest coast. He pondered if he should head there first or go straight to the Peak. He opted for the latter for now.
Focusing got difficult the longer the bear trekked; he found himself wandering in the wrong direction a few times and his vision was blurring. Time to set up camp and let the kid stretch out. Perfect timing as he was right by a creek.
He stopped beside it, gently set the bag down, and lifted Raz out with care in case he was sleeping. "hey, kiddo." he spoke quiet, setting him on the ground. "We're not there yet, it's time to get some rest..."
The sleeping bag was the soiled item, and thankfully only a tiny bit. He scrubbed out the soiled bit in the creek, making sure not to get the rest of the bag soaked, whipped it in air to help dry it, then laid it on a smooth area. As long as it didn't get too cold or rainy, he may not need to get the tent out. It might seem safer with one anyway, but the time it took to set it up and fold back could spell trouble in a pinch.