Sun Mote Copse Three hour drive.

Phox had already been awake, keen on observing the stars before the light made them fade away as they did every morning. When Towhee spoke, he turned his head to face her, having (maybe? finally?) learned that she had an easier time understanding him when she could also read his lips. As for her question, he let it hang in the air along with the humidity for a little while longer. Nobody seemed to think it was a bad idea, and Phox was eager to have the thing over and done with. It would be good to go home.

-We've consulted with everybody that matters,- Phox replied, -So no, I don't think we're moving too quickly. I'll be happy to be back with Mom and Dad, even though we never knew them.- He still thought about them on occasion, and he'd learned more about them from Raven when he'd gone to the Frosthawks. -Did you know Fox—the original one—had quite a spill there, too? That's really why they ended up moving there. Raven said they used to live in Blacktail Deer Plateau.- Maybe Phox had heard that story before, but this was the time it had stuck.

-We know where we're going, we know it's not claimed, and Moonspear and Firefly Glen will be there to back us up. So yeah, let's get everybody together, have ourselves a feast, and get moving once everybody's had a little bit of time to digest.- Not just the food, but the information as well.