Moonspear a white flame sunrise

The rendezvous site appeared as deserted as the rest of the mountain at first. But then a soft bark drew her attention and Treepie’s yellow eyes clapped upon Haedwig. Her tail stirred as she made an approach, utterly oblivious to the older woman’s guest and the melodrama surrounding her arrival.

Thank goodness, she said by way of greeting, shooting the Sage a little grin as they came within earshot. It’s been way too long since I’ve seen or spoken to anyone. How’re you doing, Haedwig?

It wasn’t her place to fuss over her elder, though some concern etched its way onto her face. She should’ve checked on Haedwig sooner, made sure she could get what she needed in the majority of the pack’s absence. Well, Pie was here now and, in any case, the Sage looked like she was taking care of herself just fine.