Hushed Willows Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way.

Closing this out now! Thanks for participating everyone! :D

They each met the boy, and even with all the fumes cast off by his rear end, things went smoothly. Tambourine seemed to be enamored with each new face, and was exuberant, hardly hesitating between each new meeting, and Tavi couldn't help but feel an undending love for him. As the meeting wore on she saw no reason to speak of politics, or to bring to attention the lack of Warbone among them, though it was felt keenly by each wolf present. His absence could only be explained by the famine - and she hoped, perhaps with futile thoughts, that he was alright. That he would return to them.

Gradually even Tambourine's energy level began to wane, and she knew by this point that things were coming to an end. Tavi approached each being who visited, thanked them, spreading comraderie among the gathering, and then bade that they go. She plucked Tam from among his peers and, ducking by Stark, headed back towards the den where her son could sleep. As she slipped through the dark Octavia felt a great wave of relief flood across her, knowing that these wolves were her family, and that everything would turn out alright.