Mount Apikuni Just got into town

Dated early the 23rd?

He'd waited and hunted for himself before starting the homeward journey. He wanted to make sure he'd be able to make his way back through the mountains without stopping for the night, without worrying about the Saints. He started back before dawn, weaving his way along the west side of the mountain, at the very foot of it where the rockslide ended. Well, nearly. There were some pretty big boulders and other rocks half buried in earth, but for the most part Mal kept off them. Stuff was too damp and he had no desire to slip and hurt himself.

But thus far, the trip was a failure. Cupid was who-knows where. Hopefully back in the forest by now, but Mal wasn't sure what to think of it. He wasn't sure what to say to Caerus if he wasn't. How far could he search? How could he risk to ask someone to go looking? He didn't like anything his brain was coming up with, they all sounded awful. So instead he kept moving, picking his way along the western side of the valley. Maybe he should go over the hill there, be farther out of view of any Saints who were acting a bit too greedy about what land was theirs again.