As the whispers of the summer Bonfire Festival spread throughout the castle, it was very easy to feel the shift in energy. The need for organized preparation was certainly in demand, and while this would be her first time taking part in her family's tradition, Talyssa was very eager to contribute in as many ways as she could think. One of those being, the collection of kindling. Of course, she had no idea or way of knowing how much was actually needed. But when she envisioned the event for herself, she saw a massive pyre blazing late in the night beneath the canopy of endless stars, and it was about all she could manage to contain the excitement.
When she began to sort out the best places to collect kindling, the Aspen Dam immediately came behind. With all the construction mess that the beavers made- she could only imagine how many stray twigs were left behind. And in the grand scheme of things, it wasn't that far of a walk- and if she borrowed a bag, it would be that much more she could bring back ... and if she could coerce one of her siblings to come along- then the amount collected would be doubled. But who to ask? Ciaran was the first one she encountered, tossing him an empty bag with an invitation to tag along and very little explanation.
Once the aspen trees grew thicker, and the ambiance of trickling water could be heard in the background- she was satisfied to start gathering. The regular amount of sticks and small lambs could be found scattered here and there, but it was also quite obvious that the beavers had done their fair share of demolition as well. "I don't really know how much we need," Talyssa admitted to her brother. "But I bet two bags worth will be a good start!" If they ended up having to make multiple trips, then so be it.
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