Phoenix Maplewood Focus on The First Step

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Spring accepted Luna’s way of saying goodbye, but found the formation of Luna’s descent odd and different.  As she had never experience that way of saying goodbye by head butting.  But the female didn’t complain.  Just flashed Luna a wolfish smile.

“Goodbye Luna.”  Spring replied in a speaking matter.  The female found herself hoping Lunar Eclipse would remember all the herbs she had taught the smaller white female and Esaro.  Spring found herself deciding Luna probably would.  As Luna had seemed very interested.  Spring watched Luna walked away.  Then her attention turned to Esaro.

Spring dipped her head in a descending matter.  “Until next time Esaro.”  She responded to the male in an equally cheery tone.  Hoping Esaro too would remember as the male seemed to have more trouble than Luna.  Although Spring had to give him credit for asking questions.  That was a good trait to try to dig her out and learn as much as possible.  Spring liked that about him, although others could differ.

Then the brown female made her leave.  Picking up all of the cobwebs on the ground, to place them in the cache.  Quickly Spring walked over to Esaro, picking of the few cobwebs that still clung to his pelt.  Then me her way to the cache.  Until next time Luna and Esaro.  She thought to herself.

Spring placed the cobwebs in the cache.  When she away from the cache.  The female’s eyes flickered to the dark sky, the moon and the stars above.  She padded to her own den, then paused.  Today she wanted to sleep beneath the starry sky.  The female padded to a patch of snow.  Then dug out a small dip, enough for her to curl up in.  Spring hoped in and curled up around herself.  She stared at the night sky for a second.  Then her eyes began to close.  The female found herself happier than she had been in a long to pass on knowledge to others.

Goodnight.  The Gamma thought to herself, then drifted off into the wonders and depths of lulling sleep, as the sound and touch of the wind, sliced above her and ruffled her pelt.  Wondering what tomorrow would bring.