Blackfeather Woods Blip

The moment passed, as the danger seemed to.  Though they were both shaken, they were safe, and that was what mattered.

My friend Luna lives over that way, he says.  The gears in Puffin's brain began to turn, and she looked over his expression intently to gauge his concern.
We should go then, she says with newfound determination.  Whatever had transpired would be over by the time they arrived, and if they came quickly they might be able to offer assistance if the situation was critical.

With her legs sturdied and a task now at hand, Puffin nodded curtly.  I'm fine.  After a beat, she remembered her manners.  Thank you for asking.  Are you?