Two Eyes Cenote maybe they're no different 'cause they look the same

AW... but maybe someone from the forming Akashingo branch under @Toula, hmmm?

A smarter man would have stayed away. His trek to the lowlands was primarily of selfish pursuit, if he were honest with himself, but he did try to tell his brain it was to ensure nothing terrible had happened to her.

The scar across his eye and the ache in his heart apparently had not been signal enough—and now, the sundered heart of a little girl who had come looking for a woman she did not realize was her mother in the creek… @Silvertongue was important to many.

For Wren, if he could bring home her girlfriend…

But she did not wish to be brought home. He could respect that. But that didn’t mean he didn’t hope to catch a far view of her—or here a whisper of her well-being.

Because if she were dead… No, he couldn’t consider it.

But he drifted further than where he had last seen her—and when the faintest trace of a searing and familiar scent pulled him closer, he felt a frown darken his scarred features—his muzzle tilting up, his nose testing the air.

What was Akashingo doing here, of all places?


And what would Silvertongue do if she knew...