Hushed Willows and they raise a toast of bulleit rye

Reverie was never far from her husband. Even as their home filled with those she'd found and befriended, she existed in orbit of him; always flitting back to his side, always with a smile and a warm look. Boone had promised her a home, a new beginning. And now here it was.

She went to him where he stood on the ledge, pressing to his flank eagerly. It was time to gather those who had come to call this home, too, and Reverie could hardly contain her excitement! Her tail started to wave as they called together for the others, picking up in intensity until her butt was wiggling with the force of it. All of her new friends in one place!