#baronyofthesilverwolf

It certainly is... the stars overhead seem to agree, flickering in a velveted milkyway, at least to enchanted eyes. Arty would love the view tonight

She lobs the tennis ball for Fetch, because Duty Demands (and Muppet deserves it)

Muppet chases after, a furry ground torpedo

But... yes, she also just enjoys the perfume of the garden and the soft lights of the nevers and stars, and her new pillbug friend, too.

(Fade to beauty, unless Rae unfades it to muck with Thistle 😉 )

Later...

Thistle has gone home, or to sleep. He's not sure where, but she's no longer here. Unraveling, the pillbug starts to trundle onward, no longer pulled by her beacon.

A buzzing sound, and he stops, curling up into a tight ball...

And in comes Muppet, snatching up the pill-bugball. Without stopping to look back, he races home, through the dog door that probably shouldn't have been installed, and into Thistle's workshop.

The door flaps behind him, then stills. Opening his mouth, the ball-bug rolls out onto the floor. Unconcerned, he starts to trundle back towards the door...

Muppet considers, then picks him up again, and... thump, dropped into the toybox with rubber bones and a squeaky toy or two.

The pillbug wanders inside the walls he cannot climb. A few taps now and then when he bumps into the walls, but... he is safe.
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