TwilightMoth

Newcomers Unlike many autumn mornings, this one did not come bearing a gust of chilling wind. The sun rose warm and bright in the clear sky, which many a beast would have claimed was the bluest they had seen in a long, long while. The birds, taking advantage of the beautiful weather, left the nests in which they had hidden in for so long from the cold rain and howling wind that often came with the cooler season. The songbirds were among these fowl, and they chirped at the height of their cheery little voices, flitting about in the blue, cloudless expanse above the tents of Bowfleg the Warlord. A few early risers were already gathered around