Moonspear incommunicado

During his brief visit with her, his mother had casually asked him to deliver a message for her. “It’s not urgent. Just,” she’d said to him, “if you get the chance, could you stop by Moonspear and check in with @Killdeer? Ask him him if he’s setting any plans in motion.” When he’d asked her what plans she meant, she’d refused to tell him, despite a lot of wheedling and whinging.

He supposed that was Towhee’s way of compelling him to deliver the message: she knew he would want to get the scoop on these plans. Bushtit snorted as he walked beneath the snowy boughs of The Heartwood, barely paying attention to his surroundings as his mind whirled. He wouldn’t ordinarily need any extra motivation—he was happy to run errands for his mom—but he supposed he did need that little push toward Moonspear.

Look, he loved Treepie and he knew she loved him. That was the whole problem. She could be really overbearing. Bushtit had never complained but as he emerged on the far side of the forest and peered up at the mountain, he wondered if Towhee had ever sensed it. He drew in a breath, just hoping that his cousin wouldn’t be nearly as interested in him now that he wasn’t a baby anymore.

Puffing up his pale chest a bit, he strode across Firefly Glen. He made good time, reaching the foot of the mountain well before midday. He hoped maybe they’d feed him lunch, then he could spend the rest of the day—or as long as he could stomach Pie’s fawning—here, finding out everything he could about these mysterious plans.

Luckily for him, this is set just before Treepie returns. Anyone’s welcome! :)