Prompted from this post, and sent in to @brothersapart.
This is canon to Fairy Tales, and takes place sometime before Bowman met Jacob and discovered that humans exist.
Approx. reading time: ~5 mins
It wasn’t the first time Bowman had stayed out later than he should. The balmy summer heat and the long sunsets always played tricks on him, prompting him to fly just a little farther. Bowman relished his days out of the village, exploring his forest and learning every tree, every boulder, every animal trail.
At night, by contrast, Wellwood became foreboding and dangerous. Bowman was not equipped to handle the predators that could all but blend into the shadows.
Just his blasted luck that he found himself too far out to make it home before the sun hid its face at last.