Altar of Twilight evergreen

The woman was kind, her gaze having softened considerably after Foxfur had recognized his own brash behavior. The gentle play of her gaze was comforting, in more ways than he understood. It had seemed that with each passing day the warrior remained in those foreign lands, there were more reminders of home.

Foxfur bowed his head to the woman and turned to set his path toward Moonglow. He would need to speak with the woman of the moon before he set off on a journey to another clan. The warrior did not wish to leave without a promise of return.