Spotted Eagle Mountain i'm going home

Don't, he said, but his voice echoed as if it was miles away. He swallowed, and then looked at his mother. I won't bring you two near each other.

They could not coexist. That was clear.

As for their next steps. . . We'll visit the island, and then we'll find a home, he said firmly. All right?

All the while, Killdeer felt pulled a thousand different directions, like his being stretched across the entirety of their plane. Thin, taut. Loyalties every which way.