Hushed Willows You'll be my nightlight

<33!! I can never have too many with you! <3

Everett spent most of his days exploring Hearthwood. Hunting, when he could, filling the caches, and ensuring Boone had ample support in caring for Reverie in these latter stages of her pregnancy. He hadn't had the chance to care for her well during her first round with Blossom, hadn't been there for his niece's first breath, or first steps, or first words - but things would be different this time around. One day, he knew the Singer of Worlds would lead him back down to the caves he'd left at Sweetharbor to finish the wood etching he'd started there, but for now, He had him in Hearthwood, and until He moved otherwise, Everett would listen and stay.

Reverie needed him here.

Maybe he equally needed her.

Everett looked for her today, while simultaneously poking at the trees on his way towards her den in search of any loose bark he could strip from them. A hollowed log did even better, and was what distracted him from finding his sister now. Perched on the sodden wood, he bent down to peer upsidedown through the carved out trunk. Hmm. They had no driftwood, but maybe this would do...