Greatwater Lake Before we ever learned the fear of being bold

Fig was rather surprised when he didn't suffer any injuries for his surprise attack, but was also gratified for it. It was nice to know that after all this time, she could recognize him so quickly. He smiled at her shouted words, his tail wagging like mad as he smushed himself into her, nosing and sniffing at her fur in that way puppies do, gleaning whatever he could about her life and her health from the scents she carried on her.

"Yes, if there's one thing I know will never change, it's how chill you are," he laughed as he finally peeled himself away and looked at her face, smiling fondly. "You seem good. Are you good?" he asked, looking her over for the hundredth time, "I went by the Caldera and no one was there. What happened? Is everyone alright?" He had a few dozen more questions he could have peppered her with, but he bit them back for now.