Firefly Glen Ut in ditt indre ventar bratt ein sti.

a time for celebration.

a summer feast of a kind.

to @Aiolos and @Shikoba the moonwoman had spoken of this day. now she gathered @Arrluk, @Galana, @Massaraq, and @Kassuq for the gathering. "speak kindly. share a soft meeting. you will know these names in the years to come," she instructed her brood.

if @Ajei and @Chiteo also wished to come, she would help to watch over them, ensuring the small daughters were not lost among any wrestling or ferocity between the children.

and so in turns they came to the glen, and kukutux chuffed; "run! play!" and turned her eyes upon meerkat and towhee. "i greet you," the duck said softly, though her eyes were soft with worry to see the injuries upon the older redhawk mother. 

she pulled the wrap of soft grey rabbitskin from her shoulders, offering it with a smile.