Moonspear All of the places we ever go

She didn’t join the manhunt. Instead, Towhee continued toward Moonspear. They probably already knew, though she would feel better if she warned them. She couldn’t help but think of her granddaughters. Seal should be at home, safe and sound, but what about Orca?

For that matter, what about the rest of her grandchildren? Towhee thought often of Caracal’s kids, usually with a flush of anger at their mother. Were they still living on the island? She ought to go back and check, though she recoiled at the thought of revisiting the place where her son had needlessly suffered and died.

Feeling decidedly on edge, Towhee approached the foot of the mount and spotted a pale figure ahead. She thought of Fennec and Meerkat, though it wasn’t either one of her daughters, of course. Still, there was something familiar about her, even from behind, especially considering her missing leg…

Bridget…? Towhee blurted, her dour mood lifting considerably. No shit, it is you.