Sun Mote Copse time is a revelator;

arcturus found himself wishing for once, he was a wordsmith like wraen. towhee was pushing off to leave, and there were so many things left unsaid.

he swallowed his tongue, bitter about how thick the emotions were that sprung to his heart. he could do nothing -- this may have been his own choice, but he did not love leaving towhee and meerkat behind.

arcturus was learning that love was the death of duty; his duty to firebirds, his duty to towhee, his duty to meerkat.. (once, his duty to moonspear..) his stomach rippled into unpleasant knots, but there was nothing else he could say.

it is what it is. towhee was looking away -- and it was then arcturus bumped his head to the mercenary in a silent, grateful farewell.

no promises that he would come back, no promises he would see her again -- arcturus had broken too many promises in his life, and now he knew the valor in remaining silent.

no broken hearts, no broken words -- only the endless road ahead of him.

fade here, or with ur post? arct will miss towhee & meerk <3