Sun Mote Copse a world, coming to see

About four. She responded, though looking down at herself a moment later. More coming, I suppose! Though there was no guarantee that they would be singers, she hoped that her litter would grow to be pleasant packmates nonetheless.

Taking in a breath of temperate air, she turned her body back the way she came from before glancing to A'yan with a smile.

Come - I'll show you the territory.

Would you like to fade from your next?