Time to go

Things were coming along very well with remaking the range to fit the needs of Avalon instead of Fireside who had held those lands for many years, but summer brought with it the needs of the harvest, and now that the end of summer was approaching even more was coming ripe. Tam was with the sheep, but Ren was patrolling the orchard's boundaries for bears who were already beginning to flock there to begin their yearly gluttony. Corbie's paler fur was dyed purple and scarlet from the berries she and Ayer had been busily collecting when Bellamy's call reached them from the range. Ayer continued picking, but waved distractedly for Corbie to go do whatever she needed done. Corbie didn't stop to rinse in the river that the orchard overlooked, though if it had been another alpha she'd have had to make a choice between making herself presentable or being prompt, but Bellamy had been there for some weeks now and would have had time to get a little used to living on a working farmstead and what that meant for the presentability for its inhabitants. So it was that when Corbie appeared before Bellamy she was a little grubby, with berry juice and a scattering of leaves and brambles tangled in her fur. She took in Bellamy's demeanor, and the fact that she was on the border, and whatever smile of greeting she would have given the woman died unborn and was buried beneath a serious expression. She'd known the woman wouldn't be there long, but she'd not expected it to be quite so soon. "Is it time already?" she asked, sorrow and worry tinging her tone. "I didn't think we'd be saying goodbye to you and your family so soon as this."