To a Glorious Harvest! [Fireside Fall Festival]

Mæva was running late. She'd slept in after the long journey to Fern Gulley and had only woken up after her companions had wondered why she hadn't arrived. It was a beautiful fall day that made her even more excited to hunt and she scrambled to the gathering place where a fire was already lit and a stretch of foods were laid out. A good number of wolves were already gathered and she gazed at them curiously before scooting closer to where the smoked salmon laid. Mmmm it smelled so good. Hopefully they'd get the meeting part over with quickly so she could grab a snack and get to hunting.