Moonspear it's real quiet here

Katmai had done as he'd promised. He'd done little else, truth be told. Even as he heard his family moving around him, he'd felt somehow frozen in place. He had to come to a decision about what sort of place he wanted to live — and yet, he found himself thinking often of Treepie, and of the scarred, lonely mountain.

He returned to it today, his steps slowing as he neared. His head tipping back to take in the damage that was hardly visible from this angle, and then not visible at all once he found himself within Moonspear's shadow.

A cold chill coiled around his shoulders.

Haltingly, Katmai tipped his head back again and called for, @Treepie.