Sawtooth Spire wild kids

We can go wherever you want, he found himself saying.

And he meant it. He had no particular destination in mind, no real plan. He just didn’t want to feel tethered to the summit any longer. If Heda wanted to take point, he would be happy to follow her lead.

She had touched on logistics a moment ago and spoke pragmatically now. Caracal was torn between announcing his departure or simply disappearing. Heda was probably right: they should say their goodbyes. At the very least, he owed Lane an explanation and some thanks.

Thinking about his mentor brought her son to mind again. Caracal swallowed thickly. He knew he was being an idiot and blowing his chance at a friendship. Maybe even more? his mind whispered intrusively, but he turned violently from that thought even as his insides heated with mortification. Anyway, he had Heda now.

Okay, Caracal said to her terms, but I’d like to spend some time here, since we came all this way. I need a nap and a snack, not necessarily in that order.