The Firefly Forest was one of Chickadee’s favorite places to go. It was safe, because it was close to Sabertooth. She loved safe places, ever since the war . . . Aunt Artemis had died, along with Queen Pandora and many other wolves, and then the illness had begun. Many lives had been claimed all throughout Starfall. It scared Chicka to know that such a thing could be happening. Though, she had not fallen sick herself. That, at least, was something for which she could be grateful. And that the pretty girl’s surviving family also wasn’t ill. Though . . . they had lost Aegaeon. That had been extremely tough. Tyche had cried for days, and Remus had holed himself up. Daneliya . . . Chickadee’s mother had just bulled on, sad as usual. She took care of the children most days now when the zetas couldn’t, with Chickadee’s help. Derevko, meanwhile, was reclusive and often nowhere to be found, somehow. Chicka wasn’t even sure she stayed inside the borders of Sabertooth.
She sat beneath the stars, looking out at the sky. The night was young. Fresh. Beautiful. The brindled maiden sighed, a little bit melancholy. She had lost so much. All of Sabertooth had, unfortunately.

"SO IF YOU CAN’T FIND ME, LOOK TO THE WESTERN SKY!"