Moonspear tongues on the sockets of electric dreams.

”Uneventful,” Penn answered honestly. He’d wandered some, hunted some, and basically just gallivanted for a bit. But it had been one of his more boring jaunts out into the wilds. And he’d honestly spent most of the time wishing he was back home.

”Did I miss anything interesting?” Penn asked ask he leaned down to pluck a few feathers from the bird.