Get it rolling

Aching bones would slow the male with getting to the meeting. He was usually resting near the falls where he made his den, so the trek to the mangroves was none too pleasant. But he would make the effort to show up. He wondered of Epiphron would be there, and also...his daughter. He had yet to make contact with her for fear that she wouldn't remember him, or even worse...hate him for being out of her life for so long. Since the day he'd found out she was missing, he had searched and found few traces that always led him to a dead end. Until he found Fiori.

And yet, he was content a little at least, knowing she was alive and well. When he finally arrived, he'd find her sitting at the edge of the group. Or rather, lying down...he fought the urge to go beside her, but for now, he'd take his own seat on the opposite end and wait to see what they were called for.