Luneshale Pass don’t ask me how i did it, i just did it, it was hard

Lauren, I know you are busy, so I’m gonna archive this and hopefully have one another time!

The remark about his dad catches him by surprise momentarily, though it makes sense that Soto would keep an eye on her young. Wait, did he sire them? That would make them half-siblings. Bushtit shifts his weight, trying to remember if he’s already asked her this before.

Before he can consider inquiring (again?), she departs. Bushtit’s mouth opens and closes. He looks around, then shrugs to himself and begins wandering along the perimeter of the pass. He guesses he’ll find the Segundo on border patrol. Even if they don’t say much else, he won’t leave until he finds his padre to at least check in and say hola.