Moving South

she had not spoken to Fracture much outside of daily routine and practice spars. she wondered how he was settling in. did he still feel like an outcast? where the other members treating him nice? Heloise had not followed him here; she was wandering herself when she happened upon his dark frame. an ear piqued, swirling forward as he bent over something on the ground.

from her angle, she thought he had twisted a paw or something. the woman approached from behind, clearing her throat as she neared. "hello, Fracture" Heloise spoke, curiosity clear on her features as she bent around him to see the map. did he make that? it looked incomplete but a productive use of his time nonetheless. stepping back, she would await him to acknowledge her or simply ignore her in favor of his maps.