Moonspear and i sing as a songbird

She was nearing the end of her patrol and already daydreaming about what she would do when she was finished. Tiuttuk had just decided a bath might be nice when she came across a scent trail crossing the borders and ascending Moonspear. She blinked, sniffing, trying to place the familiar smell even as she hastened up the mountain.

Pie slowed to a halt as she came upon a stranger raiding a cache. Alaric was already there, though he didn’t seem upset. There was amusement dancing in his eyes. The Regent observed this, lips pressed together, and then turned a squint upon the young man feasting on their meat.

Who— she began to demand when a memory surfaced from the murk of her earliest childhood days.

His name escaped her. But Treepie’s yellow eyes widened now as she beheld the man. Not a stranger, but her own older brother.