Sun Mote Copse but every word seemed to date her

it was not often arcturus saw urgency in wraen's gaits; he slowed as she neared, a wave of his tail given in half-greeting.

her question, however, merited a very real and honest response.

"no." arcturus started, speaking baldly -- there was no haste to his words, but he did not drag out what could be said in ten words or less either. "meerkat is gone, i made towhee even more upset, and i do not like any of this." a hardness shone in his eyes, but it softened as he queried next: "are you okay?"