private WONDERS BRIGHT AND RIVERS, LAKES \ copia


Another one to keep an eye on. They crawled out of the woodwork; Twitchbolt watched them hawklike every time, every single one. Little shadows, leaking in through their borders ... it took him a couple quarter-moons, usually, to start warming up. Copia, though- yes, he'd learned the name- was different. Not many newcomers wound up at their borders and went straight into the medicine den. Using up their herbs ... but, Stars, he'd tried to be more charitable over the moons. So here he came, with a peace offering.

Wide eyes found the newcomer in the dark. "Copia, is it?" Twitchbolt tilted his head- gave a shaky, halfhearted smile once he dropped the bird at the injured tom's paws. Well... he didn't look like a threat, swathed in cobwebs like this ... and with some distant look in his eyes. Pity plucked a chord on his heartstrings, and Twitchbolt swallowed with the feeling- it concocted with his suspicion. "How are you healing?" Well? Too well, too quickly? Ugh, he probably wasn't an infiltrator... but with these seemingly-vindictive rogues running along their borders nowadays, who knew?

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