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Towhee savored the particularly tight embrace, even as she wondered if there was a reason behind it. She gently moved back to look into her daughter’s face, her mouth pulling into a thoughtful moue. Not for the first time, Towhee wondered what had brought Fen (and Killer) here, though there was no resentment attached, just concerned curiosity.

Is everything okay? Towhee asked. Touching a paw to one of Fen’s, she added, I saw Caracal the other day and he said you and Killer ended up joining Moonspear.

When they’d left the vale, they’d said they were setting out to build their own thing. They hadn’t wanted to answer to anyone else anymore. Something must’ve happened to waylay that dream. Towhee suddenly wondered if her rejection had poked holes in their plan. Don’t flatter yourself, she scolded inwardly, though a tooth nibbled at her lower lip.