Blackfeather Woods sunrise

He's healing. It doesn't mean much, not yet; he hasn't been around enough for it to matter the way it should. He hasn't been a leader. Tragedy and injury have brought him back to his lowest — but he's ready to change that now. He rises with the sun, watching its ascent in silence, and promises to himself that he will be the same. He will rise again, brighter than the rest. Eventually, he turns to find @Rowan, to make this a reality.

Rowan, as usual, was at the Altar.
Well, just leaving it really. He'd left the small bones he'd found atop the cleaved rock.
He wandered a short way when he came across Zephyr.
Rowan offered up a small smile and wave of the tail.

He wasn't a very good friend, and dare he say nor the best leader.
But he wanted to be.
"How are you feeling?"

Thankfully it doesn't take long to find Rowan, and the leader greets him immediately. He offers a half-hearted smile in response to the question. Better than I was, He says, pausing for a moment. It's been quiet around here.