The Sunspire all wrong

And so she was named. Born again. His. She fell against him (yet again), drinking in his scent as if she was dying of thirst. Ty had not had the easiest life in the world, and yet Summer had always been there. Her rock, her savior, her everything. She could not believe she had ever been as stupid to think that she should leave him. He was her purpose, not some silly pack that she knew nothing about. Her life was meant to be spent with Summer, not with anybody else. And yet... she did not think her place was here.

"The Sunspire…" she trailed off, not quite sure where she was going with that sentence. "I don’t know where I belong, Summer, but I will go wherever you lead." Tytonidae did not know if her place was there, here, or somewhere else. But if Summer made the choice, she would not have to decide upon it. If he decided they should stay here, she would do as he suggested. If it was his prerogative to stake his claim elsewhere, she would happily follow. If he thought it best to return to Blacktail Deer Plateau, she would do that. As long as they were together, she did not care where they landed.