Moonspear Frantic feathers.

It was only a matter of time before Towhee grew restless again. As she disembarked from the plateau’s eastern border, she wondered if she should just tell @Rodyn and @Phox that she couldn’t hold out until spring, after all. She would still drop by and visit but it was disingenuous to everyone—mostly Towhee herself—to wear the pack’s title.

But she wouldn’t give up on her promises so easily. Today, she could sort of keep one. She halted at the foot of Moonspear and called @Rolayne’s name. Hopefully he was here and in earshot. While she waited to find out, she paced along the borders, unwittingly padding closer to the pack’s healing ulaq.