Blackfeather Woods kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

She was distracted, irritatingly enough, by the arrival of another, and she looked up with exasperation writ clearly over her face. The expression quickly faded to a sort of surprised joy, and she left the bank of the stream without another word, hobbling up to Moonshadow with a grin.

Out of everyone in Blackfeather Woods, she had come for Maegi. And although the sight of her still brought up memories she'd rather stay hidden, those wounds were nearly closed, now. She would not flee, this time. Her tail wagged as she drew to a halt, examining the scars upon the woman's face, the glint in her eyes so different from before.

"Moonshadow," Maegi murmured. "It's good to see you. I'm sorry--" She felt embarrassed, suddenly, remembering how she had ran like a coward, tail between her legs. "I'm sorry I ran from you, on the island. You just reminded me of. . .him. That's all."