The Heartwood Light a blunt, grab my gun, slide these old boots on alone.

It felt strange, to feel and see those threads of connection. It was comforting, in a way, a net, a mass of roots at the bottom of a tree that could not balance to stand so tall any other way, but also a spiderweb that seemed to stick to him even as he struggled with making sense of it. "Thank you." He said because there was honesty there and because he hoped that Phox would be able to help Moontide and that his anaa would be comforted to know that Towhee thought of her. "I will." He did not think she would leave Moonglow again soon, the journey to Moontide had been difficult in a way that made his heart clench too. Phox and Towhee.

At the question his ears flickered but he responded honestly. "Last time I was outside Moonglow following the herds I got lost. I wanted to see if it would be different, just wandering." He had not gone far and would probably return soon, he was not lot nor had he strayed as far as he had hunting. But the experience had jostled his confidence, not enough to confine him to Moonglow but enough to make him less certain of his abilities. He had done his best to keep track of his direction so he could not be turned around again, but he felt comfort knowing that the western mountain ranges w