Sun Mote Copse the most of all your fellows

an extended trip. jr understands the desire for such a thing from her own perspective, though she knows meerkat and njord were not leaving to prove something to anyone.

jr's brow furrows in contemplation as she reads her mother's ptero, at the suggestion that seal and her should rise to esquires as stand-in's during the absence of the leaders. for her, it was a natural sort of progression, what she'd been ( trying to ) train for, even if jr's vision had been to eventually branch off on her own and gather her own crew of misfits.

-i will gladly step up with seal,- jr signs, but a troubled frown tugs at her lips. -but we are both young and i am worried about that la meurte pack.- she admits, motions of her paws tense, ears fluttering back to rest at half mast atop her skull. worried was putting it kindly. she didn't trust them as far as she could throw them.