Lion Head Mesa because of you

Her mouth quirked with worry, tinged with not a small amount of amusement. Not that she found the situation funny, per se, but it did touch her that the little one was so attached to Crowfeather that he'd come all the way out here looking for him.

You're right; we should tell someone, Maegi agreed. She pointed her muzzle back inward, toward the heart of Akashingo. I'll go with you. We won't get very far if we try to do it ourselves.

A cripple and a miniature. Yeah, not the most ideal welcoming party.

She began to hobble back, slowing her pace enough to allow his small legs to catch up. How'd you meet Crowfeather, then? she asked. You seem very fond of him.