Moonspear My baby here on Earth

He couldn't help feeling like he had walked in on something, and frankly it made things feels way more awkward than they needed to.

I was hoping to visit my mother's den. He responded, finding it difficult to look her in the eye. I'm living with Moonglow now.. I would have visited sooner but, Well, he had been too small, too scared, too young, Treepie could take her pick.

I think I left something there.. I just wanted to see it I could take it, or if it's gone. The pelt. The one he knew Treepie had gifted to him, the one that his mother had made him leave behind. He was too old to seek comfort in it, or rather it would be too embarassing to be caught sleeping with it, but he wanted to pass it down to his new siblings.