Shimmer in the Sunlight

She padded slowly across the flat grassland, gazing about thoughtfully as she considered. If the festival she had planned were between Valhalla, Lirim and Fyri alone, this place would be just about perfect. It was reasonably local to all three packs. However, it would be one long journey for packs like Kesali, and Abaven would probably be dead on their feet by the time they got here. Especially if pups were to attend.

She hummed under her breath and paused, roughly at the center of the land and breathing in deeply, letting the air out in a sigh as her haunches lowered to the ground. Perhaps she would hold another festival for Fyri and Lirim here later on. Perhaps next Summer, late in the season. Or maybe even in Autumn of this year—probably not a great idea, given her season. She could cover the scent with her scented oils, but her head was a headache to deal with.

Her eyes closed as she tried to envision the events that could be held here, a small smile flickering over her features as she saw puppy races, and adult ones, for the hunters and messengers, spars… hunting would be plentiful and challenging, with elk ranging through the land. Spring. She would hold one next spring.

She rose to her paws with a contented huff and stretched lithely, tail rising in a banner before she let it drop and padded slowly through the lush green grasses, eyes scanning the elk herd strolling along up ahead. Come to think of it, she might want to suggest to Laisren that they hold a mass hunt, possibly an inter-pack effort to bring more hunters in to assure a better kill. The meat and hides could be shared between each pack if they brought down enough animals come Autumn to store for winter.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think