Bearclaw Valley dream-land

limited to those allowed in the den.

in her dreams, she counts and names the stars.

Avicus is deep in slumber, twitching and mumbling against her mother's belly. the world of her dreams has eclipsed the dim, bland setting of an ordinary whelping den. it's the most amazing feeling, falling asleep and tumbling head over heels into a fantasy.

dizzying, thrilling, terrifying—but at the end of the journey are shadows and stars.

Loqskry, the brightest of them all. a name she may forget upon waking; a nonsense word. its light is magnificent but not overbearing, serving to enhance its companions rather than outshine them.

Yurwen. Kjearie. Zazeem. Avicus names them all, dancing among the spiral of her invented universe.