Lake Rodney little boy blue and the man in the moon

Something was wrong with Towhee. It reminded him of those weeks after she’d been bitten by a snake, especially with her spending so much time in the Hobbit Hole again. But no matter how much he nosed her, Caracal could find no sign of an injury. When he finally asked outright, she insisted nothing was wrong. He had the distinct feeling she was lying to him, but why would she do that?

He left her asleep in the Hobbit Hole this morning, setting out to meander the caldera and puzzle about the whole situation. He felt frustrated and a little useless too. He idly kept an eye out for @Tierra or @Sphyra. Caracal hardly wanted to consult with his sisters, but he was concerned for their mother and maybe they would have some ideas. Or maybe he should ask a trusted adult, like @Ruenna or @Fennec…

Thinking of his older sister immediately made him think of his best pal, @Killdeer, too. Caracal heaved a great sigh. Every time he’d gone to their den to find them lately, they hadn’t been there. He didn’t feel like being disappointed again today. Instead of heading there, he loped south, as if headed for Brecheliant.

But Caracal wasn’t seeking @Reyes today, either. Caracal knew that guy’s very existence bummed out his mom, so there were no answers there. He only went as far as the lake shore, where he promptly waded into the refreshingly cool shallows. He splashed around, for wont of anything more constructive to do, chasing sunlight and shadows rippling across the water’s surface.