spring had descended upon moladian at long last, sweeping away the frigid remains of winter with a burst of new life. despite the snowy peaks, the lower regions of spirane were flush with spring’s coming. green grass was bursting past crumbling dead strands, the buds of previously bare trees were almost ready to burst open, and the streams were flowing full with snowmelt. the newness of life had arrived, bringing the birth of a new generation and an important milestone of another.

aurelia had been planning a gathering to celebrate that important milestone, her generation’s second birthday, following in the footsteps of two of daenerys’ older children, kalseru and viserion. when she’d asked daenerys if she could, the whole idea seemed much more simple: in reality, organizing a gathering for two year olds, from allied packs and from non allied packs, was quite difficult. for a few days, she hadn’t been quite sure she would be able to pull it off, and if she did she was afraid it would be a terrible comparison to kalseru and viserion’s gathering the year previous, but she didn’t feel half bad about the whole thing. every pack received their invitation and she’d already selected the location in the lower regions of spirane - the only thing left to worry about was whether or not anyone would show up. she hoped that she could count on her siblings, at the very least, to show up.

anemone’s daughter woke slowly from her slumber, stretching out in her den. she sat up, blinking sleepily for a moment before she realized what day it was. the girl’s two toned eyes shot open and she grinned, jolting to her paws and bouncing outside. she leaned forward on her toes, closing her eyes and breathing in the fresh spring air and letting the sun warm her face. she forced herself not to explode down the mountainside, instead taking the time to meticulously groom her pelt and make herself look presentable. after spending more time than she ever really did on her appearance, the long legged femme began to pick her way gracefully down the mountainside, quite familiar with the path she was taking. aurelia reached the spot she’d picked, a open, sunlight filled area, and tried not to look like she was about to jump out of her skin, day and night eyes hopefully watching in the direction of the border.