Awakening in the night, Heather wiped her eyes to better see, she looked up at Nate who was roosted up in a tree looking in one direction, while Lear stood below looking in the other while pacing still, she then looked at her father who was sound asleep, while RJ lay against his golf bag, and Stella slept against the tree next to him, Heather let out a yawn as she began to stand up, "You should be sleeping girl." Lear called out as he continued to pace about. Nate looked down at her fluttering his wings to keep balance, "Get some sleep dear, you'll need it for the journey tomorrow." he called down the Heather who looked up at him and smiled, "I'm just a little restless, a quik walk should help." she said back to him, he began to laugh lightly turning his attention back to the forest, she walked over to Lear as he kept pacing starring endlessly into the blackness of the woods, "Lear, is everything alright? you seem a little more serious tonight than you have been." Heather said as she reached himLear stopped and just stared at the darkness, "Warren's angry that I wounded him, he'll be seeking revenge with greater reason now, no telling when he will attack." Heather smiled as she too began to look at the woods, "Don't worry, if he comes back, we can take him." she laughed as she spoke, Lear let out a short chuckle along with a light smirk, "I'm probably just being pranoid, never the less, you need to get some sleep so we can get you back to your mother and siblings." Heather stood silent, lowering her head in sadness, Lear noticed the abscence of her input to the subject, and looked at her with an apologetic face, "Your mother... I'm so sorry." he whispered putting a paw on her shoulder, "It's alright, she died having me..." she began to tear as she tried to fake a smile to Lear, but it wasn't fooling him.

Lear smiled at her as she began to shed tears, "Might I say something without you getting offended?" Lear asked her as he still held his paw on her shoulder, she nodded as she wiped her eyes, "It seems to me that the reason your father is so protective of you is he sees her death as a sacrefice for your life..." Heather looked at him a bit confused, her lip quivering slightly from the sorrow, "...He feels you are the only thing left for him, and he doesn't want to lose you." he finished as she began to cry, she pushed his paw away, and hugged her arms around his slim stomache and back, he jumped in suprize dropping his scissor blade, he then smiled and hugger her back with one arm, RJ was listening in on the entire thing while pretending to sleep after hearing Heather call up to Nate, He turned around to see what was going on, and saw them hugging each other, Lear comforting her, RJ smiled as he turned back around and went to sleep.

as Lear let go of Heather who was still shedding tears, she in turn let him go, and wiped her eyes again, "I guess I should be a little more understanding towards my dad." she said, her voice crackeling slightly, Lear smiled at her and nodded, "He's just looking out for the only family blood he has left girl." Heather smiled through the tears at his comment, before opening her mouth to try and say something, as Lear looked at her awaiting her voice to break the short silence as they began to walk back to the tree she had rested upon, "Lear, why did you blush the other day when I was amazed by your abilities?" she asked as he helped her get into a sleeping position, "To tell you the truth, I'm a little shy around girls." he blushed a little under his fur, Heather laughed a little at his embarreasment, "Stop laughing, it ain't funny." he said trying to stay quiet enough not to wake the others, "I'm sorry, its just kinda cute." She stopped laughing and turned over to go back to sleep, Lear began to walk away with a smile until Heather turned around and spoke again, "Lear, if I might ask, what was your brothers name?" Lear stopped and looked up at the barely visable sky, "Tobi..." he said turning his head slightly as he said it, he then began walking back to his possision and went back to pacing about the camp.

Nate let out a loud hoot as the sun arose, and kept hooting in bursts as he tried to wake everyone else up, each of his calls getting more high pitched as a barred owls call usually does, "Up and about everyone, today you get home!" Lear called out to the entire group as they each got up, he then looked up at Nate who was still calling out, "Nate, enough with the hooting!" Lear yelled up to him getting his attention, "I was just tryin' to get everyone up." he called back with a smile. RJ grabbed his bag, and strapped it on his back, as Ozzie and Heatehr got up holding thier stomackes in hunger, Lear walked over to Stella and helped her get up, and walked over to the tree with a hole in it, pulling out some bagged chips and passing them out amungst the others, "Alright, lets get filled up, and get moving." he said as he walked over to Heather handing her a bag, then patting her on the head, leaving Ozzie to look at him in confusion as to why he did it.
Lear looked out to the now light filled forest, awaiting the others to finish thier food, Heather walked up to him holding the bag he had givin her still half full of chips, "Lear, you want some?" she asked holding the bag up to him, smiling as she asked, "No thanks, I already ate some before you all got up." he said smirking as he crossed his arms, she put the bag down, and brushed the crumbs out of her fur, "You know, I'd still like it if you decided to stay with us after we get home." Heather told him looking towards everyone else, hoping Lear might accept, he just stood there and smiled, "If they'll have me, I just might." he said turning to join the others, putting a paw on Heather's shoulder as he walked by.

After finishing thier food, the group got ready to head home, as Nate took off to scope out the path Lear had chosen for anything that may be of danger to them, "It looks all clear ahead Lear!" he called out to the stoat as they all waited for the sign to start moving, "Alright, lets move." Lear called out as he began to lead them through the last mile of the forest towards the road.