Sun Mote Copse fever dream high

Was it really that weird? Phox had seen so many wolves come and go over the years. Towhee had been the only consistent thing in his life (and now Niamh). She had been the first one he'd sought out when he had come back from his own journey abroad, even if it was under less than pleasant circumstances. Wraen, like many wolves who had passed through his life, was just another friendly face he wouldn't mind seeing again. And he did consider her a friend.

I think she's got beef with Moonspear or something, so she didn't want it to interfere with pack relations. Moonspear is, uh... one of those mountains, I think? Phox pointed his muzzle somewhere to the east, not sure exactly which mountain it was. He couldn't remember ever visiting it, although he had certainly been around it plenty of times. He was more of a homebody than an explorer.

I know you said you were only stopping by, but... if you want to make Firebirds your home base, I'm sure Towhee wouldn't mind. We could use a good scout, y'know. Maia was the only scout he knew of, and Phox had a good feeling that she'd be leaving along with Wraen.