Celebrate Good Times, COME ON!

It was around a year ago that Bass and Motif had both become parents, perhaps the only thing that made that remotely easy to believe was the fact that her own children had grown incredibly swiftly, even Fate was catching up to her in size though it certainly seemed that Luck was always going to be a dainty, little thing. Time had still gone far too quickly though in her opinion and yet it had been far too long since she had seen many of her family. She had hoped they'd appear at the festival, though when things hadn't quite gone to plan she had worried a little, this little celebration would be a wonderful excuse to see them now though.

Encouraging the wolves of Threar to join her, she led the way across the borders away from Threar and into Abaven's lands. It'd been a while since she had visited them, being here once more had already lifted her spirits before she even reached the joyful point of party central. Well it was still very early stages of the party it seemed, many more had yet to arrive though she would take the moment of quiet to greet her niece and nephew. "Bass! Motif! It's good to see you both again."