Tulio's lantern cut through the thick fog that surrounded his home, but it only ever helped him see a few feet ahead of him whenever he went out on his gathering duties. He moved slowly, keeping his eyes close to the ground on the bushes, trees, and other nearby foliage. After a few very focused hours of gathering whatever berries and mushrooms Tulio could find, he began to make his way back to the village.
His lantern shown a bright white, but Tulio's glowing green eyes were almost more helpful in navigating through the fog. He could see the Remembrance Tree looming high before him, marking only a few more minutes walk to the village proper. The tree was always beautifully lit with the lanterns of those in the tribe who had passed. Out of habit, Tulio's paws took him to the base of the large tree, where he set down his lantern for a moment and closed his eyes to pray.
Reoakee
Harper had been lost for a while now but that was inconsequential to the mystery before her. There were these strange lanterns that she had observed for half a day and they didn’t go out. She wasn’t sure what was in them. Was it fireflies or some sort of glowing moss bits? She didn’t know. She was turning over a lantern between her paws. The glow was fairly consistent but if it was moss then it should have to absorb light or have nutrients or something feeding it. She didn’t see a way to open the lantern at all. It slipped from her grasp and tumbled down bumping into other lanterns as it rolled from the tree.
