Moonspear ^________^

They scurried indoors, Treepie’s chest gently pushing against Tikaani’s hindquarters as they shepherded her toward the rear of the ulaq. They patted a paw on a soft fur there, indicating their friend should make herself comfortable, then curled around her and promptly set to licking the beads of rain off Tiki’s ears, neck and shoulders.

After tending to her friend, Treepie took a moment to swipe the moisture off their own calico coat. Luckily, neither one of them was very wet, so it didn’t take long. But already the storm had strengthened, the hint of rain quickly becoming a proper downpour.

Lightning pulsed, lighting up the sheeting rainfall for a split second. Remembering something one of the adults had told them, Pie began to count quietly into Tiki’s ear. They hit five before thunder rumbled, gently shaking the walls of the ulaq.

It’s five miles away, they whispered sagely, then giggled when they realized they had no real idea what that meant.