Sequoia Coast Ocean of Stars

Elfie half-expected the "what are you doing here?" question in the annoyed and suspicious tone and was relieved that Wraen did not seem angry and there were no looming lectures on, how to be safe and sound within the borders of Sun Mote copse, on the horizon. Because, boy, had he heard that lesson for more times than he cared to remember. 

"I..." he bit his lip, trying to come up with a feasible explanation, why he was here away so far away from home. It was not that it was forbidden, rather the distance mattered. Wandering with the sounds and scents of copse nearby was one thing, but it was entirely another to realize that no one else was around. "I found your tracks. What are you doing here?" he asked his own question hastily, so that Wraen would not have a chance to dig in the reasons too deep.