Firefly Glen vuulnax ❦

The way Kukutux spoke made it sound as if she knew everything. Toad was fascinated by this, and strangely excited to attempt her experiment with contacting the dead. The brown creature wondered what her sister might tell her from beyond the grave. What grand wisdom might she glean from her experience? What new tales might she hear? Part of her wondered whether Fox would even bother, for she'd never met and probably didn't even know of Toad's existence.

Be reverent. Toad nodded deeply, knowing that this was advice to be taken quite seriously. As the white spectre stood, Toad could not help but notice the visible teats as the water dripped from her fine body. Toad didn't react beyond blinking, though it gave her calm pleasure to know that this wonderful woman was a mother this season. As the gracious creature invited Toad to the mountain, she also rose and smiled sweetly. Of course, Kukutux, she said, the name rolling oddly from her lips. Thank you, she said simply, wading out of the water.

As Toad also shook off the water from her thick pelt, she glanced at the young mother and her warm smile broadened for a moment. It was truly a pleasure, she nodded once, bowing her head. She imagined the Moonspear mother to be quite excellent with her pups. As Toad turned away and set off at a slow walk, she thought about the mountain. There was a drive in her to try to locate someone from her family, but she knew that given the time between the Redhawks and the present, it had always been a long shot. Perhaps Moonspear would be in her future, should her search go fruitless.