Deepwood Weald I had a dream that we flew on golden wings

A slow smile, albeit a bit sad lit along his face and he dipped his head. I'll keep an eye out for you then Moonwoman. I don't travel as much as most, but if I happen to see someone that fits your criteria.

He tilted his head and shifted. He wasn't fit to leave Riverclan or he'd put his own name in. But then again, perhaps he wasn't meant to have someone. After all, he was pretty good friend to all. Nothing more, but a friend. And that was okay, even if it was a little painful.