Hoshor Plains out of the ground i rise to grace

i shouldn't, but i am. >:)

Phox took a break from the larger crowds—even Heph—to spend some quality time alone with the stars like he so often did when the sun dipped below the horizon.

It had been a month or two since Phox had last see his wayward son. Every time Peregrine dipped into his life, he dipped right back out. But it never made feel Phox anything less for the kid. So when he came upon a group huddled over one of his youngest, he was obviously distraught.

Peregrine? Peregrine, you okay? He shot worried glances to the others, panic rising in his throat. What happened to him?