Sunspire Mountains Eptesicus

It would have seemed that even now, with all that was going on, they still missed one another. Not that Echelon ever doubted such a thing for a second; she knew this was simply how things were to be. Tonravik had been preened for such a thing from the moment she was capable of learning, just as Echelon had learned to be a capable being of support. Though she did not spare a passing thought about it, it was only about a year ago that they had found themselves with the fraying ends of a band that could have claimed something of their own. Funny, how things worked out.

With a hushed whine, she gestured towards the gentle curve of Tonravik's belly as though to inquire when. She had assumed that what little she had seen of her surely meant that they were there, yet she had not heard a peep out of Iqniq about it. Then again, like the rest of them (or some of the rest of them), they were all so busy being scattered and keeping the grounds safe and stocked.