Larksong Grotto the world looks down and frowns

Move forward. Supposing that they rebuilt here, made their pack and survived, then she'd have something to focus on. They'd move forward together, and maybe even forget about this entire mess. Tavi knew it would be difficult since they were still so close to Saena's lands — perhaps they'd be confronted about it, the way the woman had charged in to the Emberwood so many days ago. Back when things were right. Tavi sighed at the memory, shifting a bit next to Reek, and then chose to focus on his question rather than the ghosts of days ago.

I'm okay, she commented quietly, and moved her head as if to test her neck. It hurt, but she managed to do it without visibly wincing; the pain shot up the side of her neck and planted in the base of her skull, where it would later become a nagging ache, and maybe even a migraine. But for now, she was fine. Rest helped. To be truthful, Tavi's wound could use some attention — but she didn't want to use up whatever limited collection of things Reek had found, presuming he had already made a cache of some kind. Maybe some food? Have you and -- what's his name -- Ditty, had time to hunt anything?