Gilded Bay A Maze or Labarynth

*big eyes*

Nothing about Phox's life was particularly exciting, but he really, really didn't mind. Several children had been born, but he kept his distance from them. They weren't his, as much as he still wanted more of his own someday. Then again did he want more someday? That question had been kicking around in his head lately, and he'd decided he was more or less on the fence about it. It was nice not to have so many responsibilities in his older age, but what if Heph whoever he ended up with really wanted them?

Speaking of, he'd picked up her trail leading outside of Moontide. Trailing along it with his signature three-legged gait, he called out for her when he finally spotted the familiar silhouette. Hey, stranger! he greeted with a lolling tongue.