Wheeling Gull Isle lasnat

night fell in brilliant streaks across the dome of blued sky which encircled sweetharbor.
at last heda had settled into the strides of motherhood; @Caracal supported her while manea and everett hunted for them. and it had been pleasant to have towhee here; she had gotten a good deal of strengthening sleep.
the children slumbered; heda sought her mate, motioning him just a little ways from the den, up into the deep emerald waving grass. "hey," she said, lips becoming a smile as she leaned into him, happy to be just two as they waited for the stars to arrive.