Bramblepoint bartering, pleasantries, and consumption

Nothing of particular excitement happened, outside of the brief scare with the hellcat, Njord, and Seal. But they were on the mend under the care of the village's leader, and Phox continued to drift around in the background. He was growing restless and he knew it. So restless, in fact, that he had spent the day traveling from north of the mountain to its southern slopes, his step-stop-hop getting him there in slow, but decent time. He'd become rather adept on three legs, believe it or not. And while he didn't think he'd ever be back to his normal self, he did feel a lot better than he had when he'd first returned.

He slumped down near a bubbling brook, watching the water go by and wondering what he could do next. Maybe, if @Towhee came back around, he would take her up on her offer to go along. Phox had a feeling he would slow her down... so maybe it wasn't the best idea. He had thought that settling in Moonspear would settle his mind, but it hadn't done anything of the sort. Especially not when all the reasons he had wanted to stay had rather quickly vanished.