The sun rose over Cereus like water pouring into he basin of the valley, glimmering off the unfurled leaves of early summer and lighting the sides of the greenhouses, catching the pines on the hills and defining the city in the windows catching the milky midmorning light and the shadows each building cast deep into the alleys and across the streets, already buzzing with early morning traffic sign. One bank's sign blinked out a cheery
"Good Morning! It's Saturday June Eighth! Have a Wonderful day!"
This was a small reminder that tonight there would be the normal New Moon meeting at the Nightbloomer. All wolves were encouraged to attend, with a pack or without, and it was perhaps one of the only times that the small packs were required to drop rivalries, and humans were just as welcome, making the atmosphere of the town a little more friendly.
The day started out with a soft, comfortable temperature of just over fifty-two degrees Fahrenheit, but with a promise of upward of seventy-five in the afternoon. The evening, though, would be cool and comfortable, perhaps accompanied by light rainshowers. The packs felt the almost restlessness to the air as the travelling pack slid into town sleepless and bleary-eyed, the Chemical Mountain girls and Oxfords just waking up to face a new day, the Lalunas woke already planning for the party at the Nightbloomer Lounge tonight. The loners too felt the bristling of something new, and the humans could have sworn they felt something, but perhaps instinct was ignored more within them, as it seemed immediately written off. One thing was found in agreement, though, this day would bring something big, something open, and definitely something new.