Moonspear You made me fall from Heaven

Only after their voices receded behind her did Treepie realize she probably should’ve made more formal introductions. She sipped in a breath but hurried onward and upward, her heart beating fast as she approached her ulaq. Pie gave herself a moment to catch her breath before dipping inside and carefully gathering the scented fox pelt @Periane had left with her.

She lovingly folded it into as small a square as she could manage, then delicately picked it up in her teeth. Still breathing a little hard around it, she trotted back into the daylight. Bemused by the strange tastes pressing against her tongue, Treepie hastened back down the mountainside.

She slowed as she came upon the log, peeking her head inside before her lissome body followed. Pie glanced between Alaric and Pala, stepping closer to the latter and gingerly setting the glistening fox fur at her feet. Pie then retreated a few steps, nudging playfully at the pups as she took a seat next to them.

I came across a stranger cleaning this pelt a week or two ago, Pie shared a little breathlessly, and I asked her what she planned to do with it. She said she wanted to give it away. I asked if I could give it to you. So this is compliments of a very generous and slightly mysterious woman called Periane. I guess, she finished, glancing at Alaric and then back to Pala, you can consider it a housewarming gift.