Sun Mote Copse a world, coming to see

She seemed to brighten at the strangers words, her tail waving high. Fit for song and dance? She gave a small laugh. I hope so! We here are a pack of storytellers.

Trotting forwards, she aimed to get a better look at the woman. What is your name? Mine is Waawaashkeshi, Storyleader of the Summerwalkers. It felt good to introduce herself with such a title - like her own mother would be proud.

The sun shone down through the trees, bathing each of them in it's splendor. Yes, this one was no accident. They were meant to be here together.