The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 18)

During the day, if she wasn't busy bothering a sibling, Bramble found herself tucked away in the library. Teaching herself to read was a monumental task and felt as if it were taking her forever. Words were hard, but with it being quiet and cool as a breeze wafted in from the balcony, she found herself able to focus. Deep in a book she could really hardly read, the growing girl lifted her head quickly at the booming call of her father. Both ears turned to the outside before she lifted herself from the pile of cushions and raced outside. Sliding around corners on awkwardly large paws, Bramble made her way out of the large doors, through the gardens, and toward the plains.

When she crossed the border into the tall grass plains, she could see a number of wolves have already gathered. Her brother and sister having beat her to the punch, Bramble made a beeline toward their father first. "Father! Do you need any help?" She calls out as she reaches up to bump his cheek with her chocolate nose. With her tail wagging furiously and a big smile spreading around her face, Bramble can't help but look around again. So many wolves that she had met and hadn't yet! "Uh, actually, I want to go hang out with the others," she sounds sheepish for a moment as her ears tilt back lightly.

Before Art could detain her, Bramble turned and bounded over to her brother, Ciaran. "Kea!" She greets him, body wiggling with excitement as she reaches out to bump his shoulder with hers. "You excited about the bonfire?" Bramble asks as she takes a sprawled-out laying position beside him.

Bramble Carpathius