Morning Glory [Valhallan Harvest Festival, Opening of Day Two]

The first comers of the morning arrived, a mother who brought her children, one of whom bounded right up to the shimmering Spirit to greet her. Godbrand. It was an interesting name, certainly, but she grinned nonetheless as she lowered herself to the ground and the boy’s eyelevel, tail sweeping behind her on the grass as she greeted warmly, “Hello, Godbrand. It’s very nice to meet you. I’m Aurielle.”

Her eyes lifted toward the mother and she grinned welcomingly, her introduction having been given loudly enough for the small woman to hear as Aurielle rose to meet the next arrivals, nodding to those who didn’t approach directly.

She did pause for half a beat as a great black lioness approached. Having grown up with mountain lions around her since her young puphood, she was less likely to attack a lioness on sight, especially one who was clearly not aggressive.

The woman’s query was met with a warm smile of her own as she answered in clear tones that would be heard by everyone in gathered, “Of course. This is a neutral event that all are welcome to attend.”

Another form caught her eyes and she smiled warmly to the young wolf, a large yearling girl who introduced herself as the Heir to Abaven. One of Shaye’s? She grinned warmly as she said, “Valhalla welcomes Abaven’s wolves. It’s a great pleasure to meet you, Theory. I am Aurielle Adravendi.”

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