Firefly Glen Here where once was found.

Pie sat on a ledge as the calls rang through the wilderness, summoning one and all to gather for the hunting and feasting. She knew Grandma Kukutux and her kin had been preparing for this event for quite some time. Once, she had been incredibly excited to attend and mingle with all of her extended family.

Now, she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving the mountain. No matter how badly she wanted to be part of it, Treepie felt such dread hanging around her neck at the mere thought of setting foot outside her home. It weighed so much, it felt like some warped pillory, chaining her to the mountain.

It was with a heavy heart that Tiuttuk turned her back on Firefly Glen and all the festivities. She climbed toward Moonspear’s highest reaches, finding cold comfort in the thin, snowy air as trickling tears turned into icicles on her flews.