Emberwood swallows circling with their shimmering sound

@Akuti

There was something he trusted about these woods. There was foxscent present, but that was their biggest worry. All the other live spores were left by rabbits, chipmunks, grass snakes, pheasants - all harmless animals. The evening birds called out to each other as they settled in, creating a sort of lullaby for Grayday and his small family. The kids had all fallen asleep without trouble, something that Grayday considered a miracle, at this point.

For some reason, though, he could not settle. Leaving his brood just within the treeline where they'd laid down to rest, the father padded out into the open and sat down to peer up at the stars. There was little to see and even less to admire, but something kept the wayfaring male looking up at the sky.