Moonspear halp!

Only when the man finally relented to Caracal’s desperation did his comment about Towhee’s health register with him. His mouth opened but he clapped it shut to scramble after the guy whose name he didn’t even know.

Hey, thanks, man, he said as they hurried along. I’m just beyond exhausted and completely desperate. And I hate being away from my wife and kids. I didn’t mean to be a turd.

He fell silent then, bustling alongside his escort. He’d said Towhee had been hurt and was resting. Caracal’s stomach sank, wondering if this meant she wouldn’t be able to do what he’d come here to ask: come back to the island with him.