Sun Mote Copse When the world went long.

As he'd expected, Towhee's search had yielded no more results than Fig's. He frowned thoughtfully, considering her words. It was what he too thought was most likely, though something bothered him. Something in his mind wouldn't shut up, and that something was pretty convinced that while they were indeed holed up together, it was miles and miles away from here. It was an unfounded thought. He knew his sister and there was no way she'd just up and bail on them. Penn though... He'd do it. In a heartbeat.

Fig looked sharply at his mother at the recommendation she made. She was going to Moonspear? Alone? In this weather? He shook his head. -"I want to keep looking,"- he asked, trying hold back the authority that had started to come so naturally to his voice when he'd been leading Penn and Fenn around, -"I doubt they'd make their way to the glade. Penn... Penn wouldn't take her there, even if he knew that's where we were moving. If they're still around, they'll be in the Copse."-

That much he was certain of. Penn didn't like being around the pack, anyone could see it. He would take the opportunity to steal some blame-free alone time with Fennec. Fig felt his hackles prickle a bit at the thought, but he steadied himself. As for Moonspear, this relationship with the pack was something foreign to him. He didn't know what he thought of it, but he did know that Wraen, Arcturus and Maia were gone because of it. He wondered.

-"Do you really think they need the heads up? I'd be shocked if Bronco hasn't been keeping an eye out for Fenn since the day she left with Penn,"- Fig reasoned, not wanting to blatantly tell her he didn't like the idea of her going.