The songs in the air matched the songs in her heart. As more and more wolves began to show up to the gathering the energy started to buzz through Taika. A few stood by the side while others jumped forward to delight in the music. Her own voice flowed from her in rivers of laughter. The merriment was infectious, or maybe the infectious energy was the cause of merriment. Either way, Taika was soon bounding and leaping around to join the dances! She moved and twisted around everyone who seemed to come to the gathering. Males, females, dancers, and witnesses all got a visit from the dancing gypsy.She grinned at each of them, jumped to their side, bowed before them and leapt away. Every movement was measured to be inviting and friendly, but never to touch or pressure. It was an invitation to dance, not an insistence.

A beautiful silver woman stepped into the fold and seemed to unleash her own spirit in song and movement. Taika yipped her glee and raced ahead. She moved and twirled around the woman, small body agile and light. A lifetime of play had her lithe body formed perfectly for such dancing movements. A lifetime of laughter had ideas swimming in her mind. With a grin and a bow she dashed off to the side where Tithe had chosen to lay, watching his friend and the dancers with his usual content smile that fitted only in his eyes.

Grinning ruefully, the gypsy girl nudged her friend toward the silver dancer, pleading with the knight to lay down his shield for just a day, if only a day. Impatient, the chocolate girl ran her head hard into his shoulder and nipped at his heels, sending him into the dance.

Her work done she stood beside the group for a while, panting breathlessly. One ear twitched when she heard her name from a familiar voice. Instantly she was on her feet, tail wagging excitedly at the sight of her friend. “Morrigan!” She greeted back happily. “A mission?” The happiness fell from her face when Morrigan told her what she was looking for. Concern filled her and her heart beat fast in fear. She had not seen her soul-sister in some time, not since before the fortune-telling in Taviora. “Coquette and I are very close. But I do not know where she is. I want to help you find them.” She spoke with conviction. Coquette was her sister, a bond between them that was unexplained but strong. There was nothing she would not do for the Dream Speaker.