Ravensblood Forest you'll always feel as though you tripped and fell.

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Fox listened as Finley explained where they were, glad that somebody seemed to know. The thought of being in strange territory with no guide back home made Fox feel uneasy. She was not sure she could stand to be away from Peregrine if that were to happen. In fact, the thought of him immediately made her miss him, and she could already feel herself being pulled in that direction without trying to. “Shall we?” Fox asked, bumping Fin's hip with her nose.

The plateau wasn't too far away, but the young leader was eager to return. It would be a good story to tell Peregrine, as she had an inkling he got along well with Finley. Really, who wouldn't? Only the most sourest of pusses, that was who. And Fox couldn't really see Peregrine being much of a sour puss. Then again, she was terribly biased. With their noses pointed in the right direction, Fox began to lead them back home.