Fox's Glade I saw a light.

Her tail fanned behind her as she listened, eager to get a move on - and unsurprisingly, unaware that Ira was hoping for more conversation. Ibis had a goal in mind now and she was distracted by it, leading her to cut the conversation short. She was young and somewhat impatient even though she meant well, so maybe it was her inexperience overwhelming her. Either way she was already thinking about the best way to approach the logistics of a party shared between the packs.

I'll come back soon, promise! She assured. Before Ira could respond again, Ibis was already striding hastily away; and when the petite girl found herself exposed upon the hills adjacent to the glen, she'd break out in to an easy run with the intent of getting home swiftly. She needed to get the plan in motion before she forgot or became distracted by other duties!