Moonspear ^____________^

Alaric tried to explain, though his words only made her feel more lost. Why didn’t she feel safe with him at her side then? And how could she consciously desire to travel, only for her subconscious to thwart her? Pie simply couldn’t grasp these things.

But she didn’t argue. She said nothing at all, just listening as he shared a personal anecdote. Maybe it would just take time to understand herself. She had plenty of that, though as she reflected in silence, she recalled their recent foray to the glen. That reminded her of the upcoming hunt.

Her heart sank like a stone. What if this fear continued afflicting her, preventing her from being able to participate? It was still weeks away, although Tiuttuk could cry at the thought of missing out on it. At the same time, her heart raced at the thought of leaving Moonspear to attend.

Would she be able to put in the work, like Alaric said, and resolve the problem in time? Treepie blinked tears from her eyes and let her chin drift to the ground, staring disconsolately into space.