LostInProgres

It had been a few weeks since Kestrel's foraging trip that ended in helping three whelps harvest some of the Ginkgo in the area. Life had been quiet since then, and Kestrel considered herself lucky that the whelps didn't seem to have remembered her, or where she lived.   That was, until she was out foraging with Peridot one day. ((The two had been searching for some moss near the rivers on request of Koi, and had been having a nice time just wandering around, occasion...