Larini came in the cover of night, with the moon glimmering through her wings. The Wudmen did not hear her arrive, and so they did not stir from their sleep. By their minty scent, Larini knew which tree burrows they inhabited, and she kept a wide berth from those. She would wait to confront them in the morning, the only time Wudmen were known to be even somewhat reasonable.
At last she found an empty burrow where she could make her bunk. She drifted in and landed softly on the burrow floor. There were a few cobwebs in the corners, and she pulled them down to use as bedding. Then she lay down, wrapped her wings around herself, and closed her eyes. She knew the Wudmen would not easily welcome a newcomer into their fold, but for tonight, her only problem was the dream.
At last she found an empty burrow where she could make her bunk. She drifted in and landed softly on the burrow floor. There were a few cobwebs in the corners, and she pulled them down to use as bedding. Then she lay down, wrapped her wings around herself, and closed her eyes. She knew the Wudmen would not easily welcome a newcomer into their fold, but for tonight, her only problem was the dream.
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