Hushed Willows [IPS] Homeward Bound

pping seabreeze pretty liberally here

There was a call at the border. Olive and Seabreeze had been lounging near the mouth of the birthing den, which had become woefully too small, watching as their three boys played and tussled and rolled in the grasses. The two wives themselves were idly chatting and bathing in the late spring sun, heavy and hot as it was, when the summons gave them idea. Time for a field trip!

The mothers, all sleepy bones and mellow energy, pulled themselves from their repose and addressed their children. At a month old, they were talking and moving endlessly — but Olive warned that they would be on their very best before, no matter who had issued the call, or else. Seabreeze nodded along, letting the rambunctious boys know, without a doubt, that this was a test. @Ariel was absent from this particular affair, but Ariel was never particularly good at being the heavy anyways. Perhaps they would see their third wife there, also answering the call. A little hopeful, the two sprite corralled together @Sundance, @Reif and @Atwood and ushered them towards the border for what was, with any hope, their first trip to the border of the Sanctuary.

Oh, when Olive and Seabreeze got closer and realized it was Ibis — and she brought friends! Twas the seasons for prodigal daughters to return to the nest, with Cassiopeia having come home to roost for several days in the spring recent months. Seabreeze ran forward to embrace her blood-daughter and wrap her in a hug, while Olive hung back with the young pups and continued to approach in a calm and organized manner; but the druid was betrayed by the silly, wide grin that plastered itself across her licorice lips.

“Ibis!” the step-mother called out as the small parade came closer.