Moonsong Glacier Black ice.

-It’s not okay,- Towhee validated Jr’s feelings, -although…- She paused, trying to think of how to articulate something and inwardly frowning that it needed to be said at all to someone so young. -Wolves come and go,- she signed, which was a little softer than the blunter “people leave” that hissed through her mind. -It's one of the most incontrovertible facts of life, in my experience. And I can’t tell you not to get attached to anybody ever, ‘cause that wouldn’t be any way to live, but I would exercise caution in where you place your loyalty and your trust.-

She reached out to nose at her lookalike’s temple. Jr reminded her so much of herself at that age. She’d had so many feelings about comings and goings earlier in her life. Towhee still had them, though they were definitely tempered by time and a fair amount of resignation.

-I’d tell you to consider coming to Moontide with me but I don’t plan to stay there for good. But there’s other options out there, if you’re not happy here. I bet Meerkat and Njord would love to have you, for instance. Did you know they moved away from Moonspear to start their own village in Sun Mote Copse?-