Emberwood [m]Reach for light.

His fur bristled again, a wildcat and a mean man with no mission other than to make his word! Shaking, pained and dripping with blood. He listened to her speak and speak more than he himself felt able to in the moment. How could she? Why couldn't he? Why was his head in such a daze, in such a blur? The reality of aching flesh and piercing wounds began to settle upon him until he could find nothing but the grit of his teeth keeping him grounded.

"HMPH!"

A whip of his head, an unstable stand that rattled back and forth as he struggled to keep doing so, he backed up for distance and made a slow trek of depart.

Back to a place he did not know if he could call home.

Yet they homed him even so.