Fox's Glade But Now I'm Someone New

It'd been a while since he'd crossed Etinne's scent. He'd feared the worst for a time, but it appeared the male had only been elsewhere. Relieved, Dusty Rose followed the scent until he caught sight of a familiar figure.

"Etienne," he called out, glad to see the other man but sensing that not all was well. Perhaps he only remember that nothing ever seemed well with the other man. "You're alive. That's nice."

He had grieved. Briefly, to be sure, but he had grieved.

He came close enough to study the other man's face before he stopped.

"What's up?" he asked, but he sorta figured he knew.