Moonspear angagixta ☘

it was not long before the duck was joined. a child, and not one of their own. but the young wolf was wreathed in the green scent of moonspear, and so kukutux put aside her work, offered a smile of welcome. strange movements from the honey-eyed girl, but it was her enthusiasm the mother found charming. "i greet you, meerkat. i am kukutux."

she might have said more, had not the strong figure of toad amelia arrived thereafter. "you came!" exclaimed the little moonbow, straightening to approach them both with an affable sway of her flaxen plume. here jarilo's brush, and she knew that the she-wolf had been brought among them. "i am throwing out old things," kukutux explained with a rueful gesture of her paw to the mess. her jadestone eyes returned to meerkat. "do you have hunger?" older than her pair, but the duck meant to feed all who came to her hearth.