Altar of Twilight nocturnal spirits

For @Wildfire, set tonight (early-ish evening). <__<

Magpie hadn't expected that she would make good on her promise to Wildfire so soon; while she didn't anticipate rejoining the Caldera, she had been planning on her visit extending for more than a single afternoon. The young woman hardly blamed her sister for cutting things short, however— there was a lot to contend with in her kingdom, and part of Magpie was relieved to be moving on, anyway. The last thing they all needed was for Magpie to have her first heat and add to the chaos!

In fact, she was really yearning to visit the Sunspire... with the intention of seeing the honey-eyed boy that had been her first kiss, her first love. She had always dreamt of stealing him away to be hers, for them to begin a pack of their own. A lot of time had passed, though, and it was a bit selfish to think he had been pining for her all this time.

In any case, her priority was stopping by Moonspear to teach her niece the art of slaughtering rabbits, and then she would be free to head west. Not entirely sure where the mountain Wildfire had mentioned was, Magpie paused just north of where the pair had met earlier, where the mountainside sloped into a small valley. It would be a perfect hunting ground for small game, particularly at this time of night— and so she tilted her head up towards the setting sun and called for her niece. If the game were frightened into their burrows, so much the better.