She was home. Finally the princess of the Heights had returned to the mountain, where she belonged. For now, at least. Until she made the decision herself to leave the mountain behind, not because she’d been forced to leave by an intruder. He still didn’t know how she had been lured away from her home, but that didn’t matter anymore. As long as she was safe and out of harms way that was all that mattered to the shadow. Details could be hashed out later after the Archer had settled back into familiar territory. Not much had changed in her absence, but she had been gone for almost two months. The firefox had also grown in those two months. He feared part of her childhood had been stolen away from her, but she appeared to be okay. A little shaken and underfed, but unharmed otherwise.
A blanket of darkness washed over the mountain as he slunk away from the dens, his mercury gaze following the array of lights dancing overhead. It was strange to see the borealis so late in the year but Greer did not question it. Instead he began to distance himself further from the dens, his paws acting on memory. He headed further north, toward the plateau where his mate used to reside. Back when they were children; careless. He knew that he would get a few moments to himself at the plateau. The shadow was trying not to smother his daughter after her return, as he knew that was the last thing she needed. He needed to stop watching her as though she was going to disappear.
He slumped against the smooth stone, his nose pointed to the sky as he watched the waves of green illuminate the night sky. There was only one thing missing, however…