Blacktail Deer Plateau Choosing death in order to live

Maia liked the sound of a poem!  She was also seriously curious (as a proper sister) of all the juicy details of Wraen and Arcturus so far.  But her older sister's segue was effective.

Seems like you've been good for him.  He even helped me make a new story.  She reached out to paw at her sister playfully, then stood up, chewing her lip thoughtfully.

With whirling snow and the wind's soft song,
they join and part, and the dance goes long.
Then winter bows with an icy air,
And takes his leave from the twirling pair.

She liked the image they conjured up... winter a stiff and cold partner, autumn vibrant and colorful.  It led well into spring, she figured!  And she waited eagerly to see what Wraen would add.

WC: 131