Moonspear All of the places we ever go

Sialuk mostly. I think the others have moved on. Keen at least. Bridget noted her granddaughter’s name, though she knew offhand that Moonspear was full of healers to help that goal. She’d always enjoyed teaching. If Seal wanted to learn and needed the opportunity, she’d absolutely help. I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.

It wasn’t strange of Towhee to want the details. She’d have been curious too, and Bridget knew it was out of a genuine desire to help. It isn’t that I don’t want to talk about it. Just that it’s hard to describe. Or really even know, fully. She breathed out a sigh, then shook her head ruefully. Then again, maybe just trying would help. Not much else has.

Where did she even start? Before Brecheliant? Reyes? It was a convoluted history, but the easiest place was probably the most recent. Bronco died, recently. I wasn’t here, but a good friend of mine was his mate. There was a time, before that, when I hoped we might be… more than friends. And as much as I try to get past it, every time I see her, that just comes right back up. I don’t think it’s something she needs right now. Probably not something I need either.

She knew it was possibly hard to understand, but she half-hoped Towhee would have an opinion on it that helped her to decide if what she was doing was right. That was the curse of it. She could dole out advice left and right, but when it came to her own shit, she was as lost as ever.

Like I said - kind of a mess. She smiled, shrugging to break her own tension.