Sleepy Fox Hollow flew like a moth to you, sunlight

The sunlight woman twitched over her entire body at the sound of the voice, raising her head and turning it to face who had spoken. To her great surprise, a boy! Young in the face and still lank in the leg, a child from this season. Mayblossom’s heart gave a gentle twang at the face of the boy, the woman barely refraining from cooing at him like a doting grandmother with a caramel to give from her purse.

As it was, she gave a little smile.

Oh, no thank you, dear. I think I’ve got it all sorted! She gave a friendly little wave of her tail.

I am Mayblossom, I deal in fine pelts. Tanning, curing, and then trading.