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MAH BABBYYYY!

Though times were tense around Swiftcurrent, the weather made the day bright. The late summer afternoon we cool and refreshing but still warm and comfortable. Tuwawi had taken a brief stroll out to Wapun meadow before circling back around towards the heart of the territory and the Sveijarn den. Nostalgia began to seep into her heart. Soon, she would not traverse these familiar trails and enjoy the creek-side view of maples and tall grass. No longer would their home be beneath the young beech trees in the den she had carved by hand. Though her ambition overshadowed these sad sentiments, they still existed and weighed down a spirit a little more with every day she remained.

The children, though, we mostly unaware of the grand move they were about to undergo. They new nothing of the vast mountain and its quaking aspens. Soon, they would be in a different world... and Tuwawi hoped they would embrace it with voracity. Maera and Jokull would probably be okay, she thought to herself, but Valtyr and Larus... the body might not take to it right away. Summerblood was strong in their veins, unlike their more Northern-born sisters, and a favoritism for the low valley would probably endure.

However, these thoughts drifted into nothing when Maera's red hot figure stood out amongst the lush grass. She sang a tune while sunbathing, and Tuwawi couldn't help but smile in amusement. Already, the kids knew the good life. "What're you doin' baby girl?" Tuwawi hummed in a melody as she neared the tiny primadonna.