Sun Mote Copse forgetting you in the cabaret

He'd made it back in good time, and the grouse between his teeth hadn't leeched anything toxic in to his system, which was a good sign. He had half a mind to eat it himself and get something fresh for this, uh, Neef person, whoever they were. However, he'd given his word and had to complete the task - it's just the way things worked with Tulimaq.

Once the familiar scent of the Firebird borders hit his nose he began to seek out the familiar shape of Wildfire or her daughter Kiwi; they'd most likely know what he was looking for. As he went, Tulimaq thought he saw a glimmering gold between the trees. It reminded him of warm summer light, and he was briefly distracted.

His course took him towards that warm tone, and as he approached - he realized it was moving. He'd probably have recognized the scent that @Niamh gave off as wolf scent if he hadn't been carrying this dead bird around.