Shadowwyn Moor It came gently calling

Sounds good! Last post from me, and I'll archive! ^^

Home.

The word resounded in Turmeric's heart, and would continue to do so, in the days to come. A place he had, but did not have, not in the truest sense. His home had left him, many moons ago, and though pieces remained...

... perhaps it was time for him to start somewhere new, just as his mother had done.

He didn't wish to leave yet, and when Inkeri showed no signs of leaving, either, he decided he would stick around and talk for a while more. It had been a long time since he'd spent a day with a friend - even a friend as newly made as her - and he wasn't quite ready for it end.