Whitewater Gorge The Scars on My Mind Are on Replay, R-Replay

It had been quite the serendipitous encounter, even if Haruki still didn't fully trust the stranger. Like Hotaru, he only wanted his mother, he missed her more than anything. The Vale hadn't felt like home ever since his sister had made the horrific discovery.

He watched as Miriam hesitated, before she lowered her paw and extended instead an offer. Haruki's ears pricked. The conversation seemed to have been building up to it, but now that she had spoken the words, the boy felt reluctant. From the corner of his eye, he saw Hotaru's head fall with a small nod, almost as if in defeat. He knew the proposal wasn't one they should turn down, but he still had to ask. With a quizzical gaze, he stared back at the grey-clad mother.

"To where?"