Sunbeam Lair A secret lost pet city on the moon

Backdated somewhat, for @Mou

Not long after breaking the news that they were leaving Diaspora, Aurëwen had left to tend to her tasks before they were to move on. Dragomir remained sullen; he rebuked Isilmë's efforts to make him play and padded off to be alone in the lair, eyes still stinging with leftover tears. He hadn't even been able to say goodbye to Kazimir or Blodreina or Praimfaya or any of the other cubs. Would Mahler and Stigmata understand? With no context for their leave-taking, Dragomir worried what his former leaders would think of them; but that concern was exhausting for a young boy and he soon put it from his mind.

Sunbeam Lair was truly gorgeous, a small paradise hidden in the crags. Even at his most despondent, Dragomir was never blind to the world around him. He had a hunter's senses acutely tuned to the murmurs of noise and the drifting of scents through the cavern, but on top of that, his mother was a botanist. His interest in the craft was surface deep, but nevertheless he had learned the names and aromas of several of Aurë's favourite plants through demonstration, and he knew a botanist's haven when he saw one.

Leaving his sorrows behind, Dragomir delved into a thick tangle of ferns and tall grasses, sniffing about for something interesting.