We are the children of the night! 🌙

Adjusting to pack life had been easier then she had thought, slipping into the routines of Abaven, dancing with the serpents in the plains and watching out and teasing her dear brother had all become a part of her day. So busy had she been that she had seen little of Harmony, another lost sister returned to them. This night however Harmony would have different plans for their family, her howl calling out for them, inviting them to sing and dance and play. Motif would feel right at home in such an environment, her lithe form knew how to dance and sway, her earthly tones a glow to sun and moon alike. Her tones could be called musical, a talent that seemed to pass through this family and give them their names of music.



So her form would slip free of her den and she would find herself embracing the cool touch of the night. Winter had finally passed and Spring was alive around them, enriching them and inviting them to enjoy the new life. Her form would spring to life and dance across the earth towards her sister, she would leap into the ear and land at the other girls side, and with a swish of her tail Motif would seat herself beside the other, eyes alive in the night world as she waited for their dear Bass to join them.


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