Spotted Eagle Mountain i'm going home

He nodded along to her report, giving a brief smile at the mention of Reyson. He hoped the man had been able to voice everything he'd mentioned to Killdeer about Fennec. He'd forgotten to tell her himself, and she deserved to hear it.

Hi, Reyson, he chimed in, since she wouldn't have seen his face. It was fine. Brecheliant knows about Mereo now, too. And I met a few of the wolves there. It was good to see the old place.

He tried not to sound too wistful as he spoke. The caldera was nice, but he knew damn well Fennec and Bronco shouldn't be living in the same pack—and he wouldn't do that to either of them.

Instead. . .

So. . . I ran into Caracal in the mountains, a little while ago, Killdeer explained, tail shifting slowly behind him. He lives on an island now. Him and I went there once, actually, when we were traveling. It's nice. He's happy; he's got a girl there.

Pause, inhale, then: I promised I'd visit, he went on. He scanned his mother's face, looking for any warning signs, indicators that this was far from desired. Wanna relax on the beach for a few days?