The mouse was quick and it twisted with agile precisions, tail trailed behind like a tiny whip that did little to discourage eager paws that ate up the dry ground with practised ease. His sly gaze traced its slender, tiny body and he tried his best to match its every move, its every turn, until finally the inevitable happened and the vulpine cornered it. It's tiny pink paws jumped at the hard, canyon wall until the predator wrapped his jaw around his prey, the cruel circle of life continued on and Inari had bagged himself a light lunch. Though after running so much, the mouse did little to ease his hunger, so the fox padded off to find berries and the like. His stomach temporarily satisfied on mouse for the time being. It was on his forage that Inari found himself nearing the Dragons Throat border and his button black nose touched the surface of an odd looking leaf. The kit sat back on his haunches and stared at it for a while, trying to make on the pictures until finally he realised the message it was trying to convey. With extreme excitement, Inari grabbed the leaf in his mouth and ran for his life across the dry landscape, his hunger forgotten for the moment as he carried important news.

It was a while before his little legs carried him to where Sacre was, grazing in the Oasis, and the fox came flying in. Leaf in mouth and himself was rife with a buzz. The stained colt frowned at his fox who ran circles around him, leaping about before discarding a leaf before him. Sacre gave his bonded a confused frown and questioned the young kits meaning in leaving him the remnants of a tree until his bright orange friend sat before the leaf and pointed his nose directly at.

On closer inspection, the young spy finally noted the markings on it and he stared at the pictures in fascination. He made out mountains, unicorns and a moon symbol that looked very much like something for Orangemoon, it was then it all clicked. It was an invitation! Or a summons?! But who cared, Sacre was alive with elation as he thought of returning to his birth home. Of seeing old friends, family and Roux! The world was a big ball of warm happiness in the colts eyes as he jigged with enthusiasm, Inari pressing the leaf into a neat and tight roll, jumping onto his bonded's rump and shoved it in his tail. Nestled next to the beloved red arrow.

There was a part of him that wondered if his herd mates would disagree with him going or would they give him blessing? He wondered also, if Sikeax would go too? They were all questions that could be answered later as Sacre and Inari continued their little dance of joy at the prospect of seeing old faces.