Firestone Hot Springs Will never know passion, will never know pain

and that was totally okay with cam. he wasn't ready to go back. . .not yet. sure, he'd wandered away, but he'd not done so completely aimlessly. at the very heart of the matter was his need to escape the daily grief of elysium, the yawning absence of his mama. even if he'd not done so consciously, the weight had become all too much to bear.

why would he willingly take that on again?

okay, cam responded, not quite as absently as before. he gave mal a curt nod, tail swishing a little behind him. talk t'you later, he said, and then he turned to go back to the forest. it wasn't the most eloquent of goodbyes, but hey, he didn't really know how to do those yet. maybe he never would.

at least, though, he'd made somewhat of a friend. three friends, actually. things were already starting to seem a little better than before, even without lily.