Sawtooth Spire stars are not small or gentle

The trip was tiring for many, weary paws placed against the soft dirts of the earth and eyes beggining for rest would look onward to the horizon, hoping for the new day to begin where rest may ensue. Gracious was amoung many who were tired and, a little bit, felt as if she was left in the dark about some things that happened in Courtfall. However, she was here, here now with who she knows and who she doesn't.

New faces and scents, new leaders and new customs. Life was an adventure book, today she started a new chapter. A silvery voice merges itself with the howls of others, low in the beginning but gaining in pitch as it reached the end. Home, once again, home. Perhaps, a more permanent home than the last.