Phoenix Maplewood i marvel at the stars / and feel my heart overflow

well, that certainly was anti-climactic. still, he'd had worse interactions. "take care, larkspur," he murmured to her, then watched her walk away, a silent sentry in the woods. when he was sure the girl was completely gone, he turned back to where he'd been sleeping, stifling a yawn as he did so.

he curled up and tried to sleep, but soon found that slumber evaded him, thoughts of his own adventures whirling merrily through his mind. with a sigh, he stood again, beginning to circle the perimeter of the maplewood. perhaps as his paws grew weary, his brain would, too.

his silent musings were occupied by the girl, so young and carefree, alone in this world. he felt a moment's pity for her--but it died almost as soon as it bloomed. after all, to be alone didn't necessarily mean to be lonely.

still, aditya would have liked another recruit for morningside. alas.