The Sunspire this way, that way · joining

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She had been deep into the mountain's heart when the call rang out -- of course far, far from where she thought the sound to have originated. It would take her longer than she preferred to close the distance between here and there, but odds were, someone may make it there first to entertain whoever it was that called out. Still, she would go, and abandoned her insofar failed rabbit chases for the evening and dutifully headed for that particular stretch of the borderlands.

Once she neared, she found herself trailing Summer and slowed to a trot. Not long after, she tracked him to the source, and spied the thin young female of dark shades -- with which he seemed comfortable. Curious, she glided up to them both. Greetings, she chuffed lowly, and her raised tail slowly waved.