Sun Mote Copse You start to wonder why you're here not there

Seeds are for planting in the ground, Kiwi, she teased. She'd learned as much from Portia, although she clearly understood that Wildfire was not speaking of it in the literal sense. As for not traveling forever, Sequoia was pretty sure they could. That's what Wraen made it sound like, anyway, and Sequoia had certainly latched onto the idea that she would grow up to be just like the wandering soul. The thought pleased her.

Wildfire hadn't even gotten her last few words out before Sequoia darted away, more than up to the challenge and without any of the reservations Kiwi had. Her snout guided her this way and that, although she had no idea what she was looking for. She decided she would know when she saw it. Sequoia spent the entire time exploring every nook and cranny she could, even passing over Wildfire and Kiwi's scents a few times, before she finally found the most interesting thing.

Like a champion horse bringing in the blue ribbon, she arrived back where they had started with a giant elk patty in her mouth. And it wasn't the kind you put on a sandwich.