Honeyed Pasture It’s a kind of amnesia

Zephyr and Kratos still weren't back. He hadn't thought too much about it to start -- mostly because Zephyr had been so irrationally pissed that Mal figured he'd come back without a word and pretend nothing happened after a few days. But it had been almost two weeks. Nah. For some bizarre reason, Zephyr wanted to stay gone and had (unsurprisingly) taken Kratos with him. Why? Not a damn clue. It seemed pretty weird.

So now with all training plans totally nixed, he went looking for @Ying. He did wonder who she might have found around -- maybe there was someone he could snag. Maybe someone who thought the coast was dumb and hadn't found a home yet. Yeah, that was being a bit unlikely. Just a tad. Either way, he wandered from field to pasture, and when he felt he was probably within hearing range of wherever she wandered to, he raised his head and howled. If she didn't show, well, at least he could maybe make a hunt of it on the way home.