Blackfeather Woods home, home again

It took a moment but she gradually understood, and her shock was tempered by brief terror, then a seriousness that made him react as soon as she commanded him to move. He felt himself pale; the thought of the wolves of Moonspear hunting him down was nothing compared to that look of determination on Maegi. He did as instructed, flitting after her and Blue silently.

But then they came to the caves and he paused. Of all the paths in the forest, all the holy places, Titmouse never delved close to the hollow spots. He was resistant at first, and watched enviously as Blue winged away. He watched the gap where the bird had fled, then ducked in to the dark.