A minute later General is out to meet them again. She gets most of the way there and then freezes. Her mouth works for a moment. 

"...Woodlark?" 

He has no idea what his sister's nickname is supposed to be so he says nothing. 

"What are you– did you want to come to Haven?" 

Woodlark tries to speak and then looks helplessly at Promise. 

"He got a letter about his Companion."

"Oh! That's - good, right - I'll go ask about a Gate to Haven..." 

Woodlark stays where he is, not reacting particularly to her remark. 

General is back a minute later. "Waiting for an answer on the Mindspeech relay." 

"Thanks."

It takes longer this time to get a response, but eventually there is one and shortly later a Gate.

This time, General takes Woodlark's arm and comes through with him. 

Ow ow ow ow ow OW. 

Promise can heal him again.

"Thank you," Wingsister breathes to Promise, and then darts forward and pulls Woodlark into her arms. 

Woodlark eventually peels himself free. "Aunt. What happened to you?" 

"Thank Promise! She can de-age people with sorcery healing type magic." 

"Promise, er, if you want to go wait in your tree, I can Gate you back again once I've had a few candlemarks of rest?" Yawn. "- Or tomorrow morning, if that's all right." 

"Tomorrow's fine, I packed food."

"All right - er, come find one of us or talk to any Companion in the field if you need something, all right? We'll, um, get some things sorted..." 

"Knock if you need me."

She goes to her Haven tree. Grows it some more.

A pair of Companion foals, smaller and bigger-eyed than the adults, come and watch curiously from the other side of the rope fence. No one else bothers her. 

She hangs out and draws pictures and sings.

The singing attracts a trickle of older Companions and a few very young-looking humans in grey versions of the Heralds' Whites, trailing alongside or riding their Companions. They don't talk to her, though, just smile and wave and listen from a distance before wandering off again. 

The sun sets and the stars come out and it's quiet and peaceful. 

She sleeps in the tree.