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When she accepted his decision, he fell into step behind her, heading back towards the cliffs. He still found treading across the sand to be difficult, and had to resist the urge to stop and gnaw at the grains between his toes. He was actually a little thankful when they began to climb. At least his paws were accustomed to the feel of this uneven, rocky terrain; he realized that if he did decide to stick around with Bat and Tristan, he would have to get used to the texture of the beach, and quickly.

Bat advised him that it didn't matter if they were noticed by the gulls or not, and he nodded his understanding, although she likely didn't see it from her position ahead of him. She then offered a non sequitur and asked about his family at the hollow. Technically, he supposed he didn't actually have any kin left in Lost Creek Hollow, although Terance had been almost like a brother to Rannoch. "No; my parents moved me and my siblings to be with my mom's family southwest of here. I went with them, but decided to take off not long after we got settled there," he explained. "So I haven't been back to the hollow in a while, and I don't think the wolves that are still there like my parents much anymore," he added. He wasn't sure, but he had overhead snippets of his parents' conversations and suspected that Rannoch and Terance were no longer on good terms.

He had been focused on his footing as he spoke, and looked up now to see how far they were from their target. They were nearing the gulls' nests, and so far hadn't encountered any repercussions from the adult birds. But how long would luck be on their side?