Io Claus is Comin' to Town

Rhythm was expecting to see someone today, but she had also been preparing to make her way to the border for her visitor. When Feather called out that there were wolves approaching Rhythm perked, by now her latest round of arthritis meds were kicking in and despite the cold she could move rather easily. With a smile playing on her features Rhythm turned her attention to her young granddaughters and Iolaire.

Her milky gaze turned to them along with her chocolate ears, Feather perched on her shoulder as she approached the group. ”Iolaire!” She greeted warmly, ”I’m so glad you could make it. Hello my dears.” Her attention was back to Poem and Theory and she gave each girl a little nuzzle on their cheeks. ”What do you think of my lovely granddaughters?” She asked proudly as she returned her attention to the Armada healer, glad that both Poem and Theory were here to escort her. Rhythm was quite fond of the little woman.