The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

It wasn't a long walk from the Ravine, but they were carting nine puppies. He gave Modesty a questioning look as she began to unleash the needle toothed hellions upon the other guests, but he did take the time to help her unload and then unload his own. Already caught up in the company of Jael and Gil, Sakana sauntered after Pythia, scooping a paw under her belly and adjusting her course ever so slightly, “Get too close and you'll wilt, snowdrop. They're going to start the fire soon, it would sure make your mothers sad if you went up in flames.” He lingered close enough to keep half an eye on her, the other roving over the gathered wolves, keeping half an eye on the other kids too. A grin pulled at the edge of his mouth as he spotted Erik, tipping his chin in greeting, before diving rather gracelessly to divert Pythia away from the pyre once more.

“Speech”