Firefly Ravine cosmic dancing

It had been several days since Seelie Court had dispersed. Sundance, scarce and mostly alone while he nursed his scrapes and wounded pride, had not expected to be abandoned while he did so. He thought sourly of the rogue who'd bested him over territory, how easily he could've robbed him of life if he wanted to, and for what?

To be left behind. To be reminded that his loyalty meant nothing to the faeries.

The viking would soon return, as he'd vowed, and Sundance had wasted long enough stupidly clutching at threads of what once was. The willows were meant to be forever dear to him, but seemed destined not to remain his home forever.

@Teya and @Bridget, the last of their pack to leave, had carried on ahead while the druid tended to his mothers' gravesite one last time. He rested there above their remains for a time, his silent farewell, before he gathered himself to venture from between the willows for the last time.

On his approach to the ravine, it was the unusual lilac shade of Eleuthera's pelt amid the autumn background that Sundance noticed first. He lifted his head to look again, thinking the sight of her to be a trick of his mind or even the dimming light of evening, but she was there. Entire, untouched, and just as he remembered.

He wasn't sure how he felt to see her again, having thought too often how her unannounced departure had pained him. To discover a sibling and lose her just as suddenly had been a cruel twist, one that he would not forget despite a willingness to forgive.