too tall grass plains

The long night had taken a toll on their members, and though Calypso was still so young she'd hardly met them all, she'd felt the absence of those they'd lost to the illness regardless. It was an exciting prospect to see that not only could they lose members, but gain new ones too. Her grandfather had no sooner approached their family den to tell Azure of the new recruit before Calypso and her fire-wrapped paws were tearing through the grasses toward the obelisk.

Being small was was difficult and while she'd lived here all her short life, Callie managed to get lost along the way. The grasses towered high above her head, and with her litter having been born in eternal night she had not yet learned to infer direction from the sun. Her wandering paws took her in circles, until finally the pup was forced to resign herself to the fact that she'd be lost forever. A small whimper peeled from her toothy maw though she knew better than to howl for help. If her father was the one to find her, he'd only be more disappointed in his failure of a daughter.

"Speech"