don't let the turkeys get you down

The smell of smoke piqued Widow's interest quickly and she hurried from the den, wondering what it was coming from and why exactly. In the darkness, she could see a faint glow trailing off with a fading cloud of smoke following behind. She wasn't doing anything important, nothing she couldn't pick back up later anyway, and hurried after the fading glow and following the scent of the smoke once the glow was obscured by the trees and turns.

Sticking close to the trees and shrubs, Widow finally found whom she was following and wondered what they were up to. With a stick on fire in their mouth and looking up at the trees, she couldn't help but wonder if they were going to burn the trees down or simply just using the fire to light their way. Curious and eager to get closer, she was careful to keep her growing body hidden although she wasn't the best at stealth just yet.

As she stepped on a fallen stick and it cracked, she froze. She hoped that she was hidden well enough in the shadows that she would go unseen, but her silver eyes widened in fear anyway.

"Speech!"

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