The Sentinels Boarfish

Towhee was loud. This was not something that he remembered, though he thought it was prominent enough to stick in his mind. She said that they were in a place called Sun Mote Copse and then she offered to take him to them.

Swordfish’s mouth gaped slightly. Worry creased his young face.

They were safe. They had survived the bear and they were living together. He wondered about Stingray but he did not ask Towhee. Thoughts cluttered in the young man’s mind, overwhelming him, pushing him closer and closer to shutting down. He’d only been looking for Blossom. He hadn’t anticipated he might find family.

I- I can’t.

Swordfish looked over his shoulder. Lestan had been left sleeping poorly by the rocks on the beach. If he left the man there…

I’m- I’m helpin’ someone. Someone that needs it- needs it bad.

Pain gripped him. He wanted to see his mother. He wanted to bury his face in the plush of her chest and weep for all the time he had believed they were dead. He wanted to see the blue eyes of his brother, to know that Ray was safe and healthy and happy.

Yer sure they’re alright? The bear…