Sun Mote Copse i'm the pretender, i'm not what i'm supposed to be

arcturus thankfully missed the private moment towhee was having in the distance, his gaze focused on meerkat as she concentrated. her answer was bright, but unfortunately wrong. the mountaineer laughed, sitting back on his haunches with a slow shake of his head.

"not quite -- sniff the branch." in arcturus' eyes, being wrong was just a learning experience -- one could not go through life being right all the time and evolve; evolution came only through errors, sometimes at a great cost. "you can tell who broke it by looking for clues." he sniffed the broken edge dramatically, closing his eyes as if thinking heavily. "hmmm.. smells like..."