Silverlight Terrace at war with oneself

As she had suspected, Roo didn't know where he was headed, nor did he seem particularly concerned. Although she enjoyed his carefree spirit, Wildfire's lips pursed. They were on the cusp of winter and a lone wolf—particularly one of his nature—wouldn't last long. Perhaps she should try convincing him to accompany her back to Moonspear. She wasn't at all sure what Charon and Ame would make of him but she was sure that Roo could prove useful in some way or another.

"I picked Moonspear because I had friends there," she answered his question. "Now you have one there too." She gestured at herself with one flaming red paw. "You should come back with me, Roo. Winter's no time to be wandering alone. When it gets warmer again, I can help you look for those foxwolves," Wildfire offered. "What do you think?"