Ouroboros Spine xxv. pick it all up

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Lótë might have let out a playful yip, if she hadn't already scooped up the ptarmigan to follow after Keyni. Instead, her pale emeralds sparkled with mischief and she dipped into a playful bow before darting after her newfound friend.

Eventually, she bypassed the taller agouti to lead the way towards her hidden clearing. It had become a sort of hideaway for Lótë ever since joining Moonglow and was similar to one of Kukutux's spirit places, though not quite as sacred. Here, she often retreated into the forest to meditate, watch the fauna of the woodland, cure her pelts and dry herbs, or worship the simple gods of her homeland. The religion of Elennanórë was not so private, however. Such places might be shared with others, usually those that were closer in relationship than she was to Keyni but she felt an affinity with the silver-gilded wren and thought that the spirits would be accepting of her presence.

She slowed as they neared the clearing, dipping to hold a low branch aside to reveal a break in the thick foliage and usher Keyni through to the idyllic clearing on the other side. The meadow was thick with grass and bordered by blossoms and weeds, encircled in a lopsided loop by heavy woodland and shrubbery. Lótë's stargazing rock sat on the eastern edge of the space, a few pelts draped over it or piled up on the ground near its base. Though not quite visible at this distance, a few small caches had been dug in the ground near the stone and an arrangement of trinkets was organized upon a log nearby.

Lótë trotted towards the stone, ears flickering to capture the melody of birdsong and the babble of a brook murmuring quietly in the background -- not far from the hidden glen. She placed the bird upon the ground and pulled a larger deerhide over for them to rest upon before settling on it comfortably and offering Keyni a seat with a glance of invitation.