Sun Mote Copse the magician's assistant in their dreams

When Wraen arrived at dusk, Avery was pleasantly surprised when the caretaker called for her by name. She lifted her chin from her paws where she had been resting near her rock collection — having grown tired after sorting them — and any fatigue she felt slipped away as she stood with a wagging tail.

Hi Wraen! she said cheerfully even as she stretched her front and back legs. Her tail didn’t cease its movement. She stepped towards the Sovereign, eyes bright with questions. What’s up? she asked.