The Obelisk

-Chapter 62-

They’d finally reached the end of Runheimr.

The moon was at its highest, casting shiny glimmers of moonlight onto the Fives feathers and scales.

Bramble sat down with a tired sigh. “We’re here.”

“I guess this is goodbye,” Forest said to him.

Bramble nodded slowly. “It was an honor to be with you all.”

“Thanks for everything,” Nyx said.

The others murmured in agreement, each paying their farewells. Forest wished Bramble good luck with Coal.

“Don’t worry; I’ll make sure Coal’s back on his two legs and running home in no time,” Bramble assured. “Now go! Get outta here.” He waved them away with his paws before thumping back onto all fours again. “May the Prophecy come true, and we meet again.”

Forest smiled fondly at him. Inclining his head in respect, he turned to pad towards the others. The edge of the Dark Forest loomed over them as they left. Forest breathed in one last scent of the shadowy woodland, looked behind him to see Bramble saying goodbye, and followed the others away from the place that had given them no mercy.