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He stops by on a fairly regular basis, Towhee said, through her brow furrowed, although he hasn’t visited in a while. He’s a yearling now, she realized aloud. She took a breath. I raised him on the road, so he’s very self-sufficient… and prone to nomadery. Was that a word? But I hope he visits soon. He’s such a character, very easy to love.

Gosh, had his first birthday really come and gone? Towhee didn’t know quite how to feel about it, though it made her reflect on where she’d been a year ago (give or take) versus now. She had never been back to the copse and figured Meerkat et al hadn’t either. That begged the question: were Reyson and Meadow still there? She sincerely doubted it.

Ummm, she said, catching herself lost in thought and refocusing upon her companion, sorry about that, went tripping down memory lane for a sec there. Anyway, I have no idea why it was left there or what it’s supposed to mean. We were on okay terms for a while but things drifted. We haven’t had much to do with one another. I don’t just mean Soto and me, I mean our packs.

She shrugged, then stopped to sniff at another marker. This one was passably fresh, so she kept moving after a quick assessment.