Moonstone Quarry the sky's falling baby

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He'd departed the plateau and the dark-furred woman more unsure than before. Perhaps he was being foolish. The beast's contentment to float through life untethered was getting him nowhere fast. Twice now he had been offered .. a home, a position within a group. And he knew of others, the Caldera that Towhee had mentioned. Others he could smell but had not sought. The simplest truth was this: Étoille could not handle options. He should have stayed with that strange dark family in the forest. Though he could not picture himself (clinging, maybe, to the image of 'nobility' that Liana had instilled in him) in that setting. He could have followed Towhee to the Caldera. He could have taken Ty's offer. He could have done any number of things.

Étoille did not want to dwell. There would be something. Someone. His patience and ease had yet to fail him. And summer was plentiful; he did not need to rush.

The man finally took stock of his surroundings. The woods he'd disappeared in to from the plateau had given way to the quarry. He stood at its steep edge and peered down. The variation in these lands was remarkable, if he were the sort to remark. But he wasn't. Still. The soft glint of the water below was appealing, somehow. Carefully he carried himself down, large form moving cautiously but without the beauty of natural grace. Maybe his next step would be hidden in the deep pools of the quarry.