Dragoncrest Cliffs a servant of wile-weaving aphrodite

Gunner had been invited to the rendezvous site.  At first he had railed against it as he didn't know anyone really. And he wasn't certain where he stood with the femme Rosalyn.

He did not wish to cause her unrest this day. It was a joyous occasion. He finally decided to join and with mouth full of rabbit pelts he walked behind. He'd have preferred to bring a fawn skin, but he was to old to kill one on his own. It was customary in his family to give gifts for rendezvous sites.

He had dried the pelts in the sun and had also placed seashells in their centers whilst he carried them.

He dipped his muzzle to bothe Erzulie and Rosalyn and lay his bundle down. For the little ones.

Then he slid near the outskirts and watched the pups learn their new den with a smile.