Shared Misery

He waited with an easy smile as his sister moved into her den, and came back with a strange, braided rope. He eyed it curiously, considering her suggestion. “We could, but placing fire so far-spread across a grassy territory might have its dangers. We would have to carefully consider safety measures first” he pointed out. But he could see the appeal to her idea, having a little path of light to bring life and warmth to each wolf’s home.

“As for the lanterns themselves… Me and Asla came back recently with some nicknacks, some of which are small metal containers. We could use those for the base of the lanterns.”