Blackfeather Woods home, home again

Thankfully, though with a bit of hesitation, he followed. It reminded her eerily of the time before, when the Redhawks had come. The fur along her spine prickled at the thought. Things were different now—Relmyna, Kove, the others, they were all gone—but yet the same. It was always the same.

Running. Always running.

Once well into the depths of the caverns, Maegi turned to Mou, eyes glowing their double hue in whatever light was left. I brought you back here because I thought the tunnels could keep you safe, she said quietly, though her words bounced off the walls, just faintly. Our enemies could come, but they wouldn't find you here. You could hide. You could survive.

Her jaw firmed, and she paused, reluctant to give such an order. But. . .it must be said. You can't wander out anymore, Mou. If we stay here, you have to stay in the woods. You can't make your presence known. Maegi swallowed hard, thinking of Towhee's burly form sailing toward her. I almost died to keep you safe, she whispered. I don't want that to go in vain.