Lost Creek Hollow You ever wonder why we're here?

And...they made it! After another hop or two from Breccan, the younger boy seemed to get his bearings and suddenly took off at a much faster pace. He sprinted past Breccan and into a clearing, where his mother was waiting. The Frostfur felt a measure of relief as he stepped through the foliage behind his small charge, and he smiled as he approached Treason.

"He must have wandered off too far, but he was pretty brave on the way back," he said, tail waving as he witnessed the happy reunion.