Blackfeather Woods home, home again

It was all too familiar; the walls flashed as clear as ice, then dark as the void. He could've been following Maegi or leading Fire in to the depths. His life was a series of dark pits; there was no escaping it, Titmouse had always had one foot in the grave. But this time he had Maegi to save him.

When she stopped, he almost walked in to her - but swerved quickly, and soon was face to face with her worries. It wasn't fair that he be forced to hide all the time; to be abandoned on and island, to be hidden in the dark pit of Blackfeather's underbelly... He couldn't help the sharp look to his eye when she made this clear to him. But she regretted it. She had sacrificed for him too.

But he didn't want this kind of life. I can't hide foreva.