Northstar Vale appleflowers

Zulema remembered, staring at her mother in silence until something else came to mind.

❝I'd like that.❞ She gave a short answer, her tail stirring the ground under her with a small wag.

The sun would be back, and even more siblings. It was then Zulema had really understood her mother's description of a circle. The leaves would grow, then fall, and the snow would come shortly after. Each change bringing more with it. She would still continue to ask what would follow after each new thing, wanting to understand why things happened, but it was this moment where Tamar's words seemed clear.