After a few days of rest and bandaging, Sparrow wanted...a trip down memory lane.
Howling River, former home of the Howling Hoodlums, current home of an eternal blue flame.
Of course, Persimmon followed along, and it wasn't like she was going to ask Fable to babysit someone else's kid while her own were missing. It was nice now though, since he was...well, a little bundle of sunshine, and his wounds and paw were bandaged up. Sparrow walked past the tree that had scratches on it, her border markings, the thieves cant that meant Safe House. Home. It was.....sad to see. Nice to see.
A whole lot of emotions all rolling around inside, missing the family that they had made, missing Honcho most of all.
But they were coming up on the blue flame now, Sparrow closed her eyes and let the warmth wash over her, the glow of her scars brightening up to match with the flames....somewhat at least.



