time stops in a settled snow globe

Corvus had volunteered to take news of the coming festival to their neighbors, which was probably the intelligent decision to make. There were many talented hunters within Avalon and it wouldn’t do any good for everyone to hunt for a feast that no one showed up for. However much sense it made, this would be the first time they were apart for any length of time since before Abaven was dissolved. Distance made the heart grow fonder or some such thing, and she could stand on her own four feet while he was away. She could put her mind fully into the work that needed to be done for the festivities. All would be well.

Still, when she heard his paws crunching through the thick snow she couldn’t help but feel the pull of emotion. Not having him would be hard. Twig smiled as he greeted her, scooting over so he wouldn’t be forced to sit in the deeper snow. "Hello there,” she returned, letting him make himself comfortable before leaning into his large warm side. "The snow really came down last night, it’s very pretty.” And almost surreal, kind of like this moment with him. Time seemed to stop, as she savored every moment she might have with him before his mission. Twig leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed contentedly.

"When will you be leaving?” She asked eventually, knowing that the words should be spread sooner rather than later.

"Autumn Twig Memoire"