The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

Tate felt guilty, leaving her without a word. He'd gone after his mother, worried about her taking on a trip like this at her age. She'd gone off after his grandmother. He'd tailed her for some time, only relenting after finding Fuji. She's fine. She'd been quick to dismiss his fears, and seen the desire in him to return... at least that guilt assuaged.

So here he was. The bonfire festival was quite the event, and he had some apologies to make. Arriving at the festival, he finds the fanfare largely the same as it had been last year, though there seemed to be some tension in the air. Maybe that's just Tate, his worries. Would Bramble even want to see him, after he'd been gone for so long. Casting a quick gaze to Artorias, a gentle dip of his nose and a sheepish smile, before cutting into the crowd to find her.

A little parcel for Bramble, an apology of sorts, tucked close to his chest. Two pearls, turned into beads, and a jade cabochon wrapped up in a little packet made of butter soft deerskin. Now he just has to find her.

"Potato"