Hushed Willows Lesser, greater, middling - it's all the same.

Hushed Willows - one of the most beautiful places that the Teekon had to offer. He remembered his visit there in the Wintertime only half a year prior, on the day he'd first met Aphrodite and invited her along to join his family. He recalled the fondness he felt for the frozen, crystalline branches that danced and simmered in the breeze. It looked different now, beneath a Summer sun, yet the magic of it remained. A place perfectly suited for young Lumiya, who'd charmed him with such ease on that fateful day there paths had crossed.

Artyom knew, however, of the darkness that hung over such a paradise. Somewhere close by, the wolfdog roamed unpunished. He'd already soured the gilded Alpha with his assault of his pack-mate, but he had encouraged something far more feral in him by daring to harm his beloved Dawn.

Donovan would not get away with the damage he'd done. He ccouldn't.

At the outskirts of @Lumiya's court, the flaxen ranger canted his muzzle skyward. Rain fell softly, a drizzle, but he cared little for the weather as he sent forth a summons for the Faerie Queen to meet with him.

There was much for them to discuss.