Rollan scrunched his eyes as he looked at the calendar hanging in the Great Hall of Greenhaven. Most of it was written in Lenori's too-fancy handwriting, and it was honestly a joke – one of Rollan's recent favorite pastimes had become chasing Lenori around the castle with a copy of her barely legible calendar and calling out, "Briggam Festiwal," or "Kicchen Appweciatwon Day," or "Reilin Anniversary – wait, what? What the heck? Who wrote this?"

But there had been one thing he had been excited for in June. Although it was nice to sit around and rest, life had become uneventful compared to the last two years. (HA! Rollan, just you wait till my fanfic is finished editing, you'll literally be flying for two days straight in a storm trying to get to an enchanted forest) He traced his finger along the dates, muttering to himself.

"There it is!" His finger stopped on the 20th.

Remembering what Olvan had told him, he grinned and started racing up the stairs to the west wing, where the girls' quarters were.

~ ~ ~

"It's a nice day," Meilin said, stroking Jhi on the chin. The panda already looked half-asleep. "So, naturally, we're going to sleep all day and do nothing, right?"

Jhi seemed to agree.

There was a sudden banging on the door. "Meilin! Mei!"

Meilin rolled her eyes. "On second thought, we're going to sleep all day and do nothing AND ignore the callings of a loud featherbrain."

Regardless, Meilin went to open the door. Rollan quite literally flew up and down, his cloak lifting him off his feet. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, duh. But we DO need to plan for something."

She narrowed her eyes. "For what? Don't tell me it was you who wrote the Reil –" she broke off and coughed. "The ... interesting anniversary on the calendar."

Rollan laughed. "No, it wasn't me. But the 20th is coming up! The 20th of June!"

Meilin had forgotten; she smiled. "That's going to be something new to prepare for!"

~ ~ ~

"Briggan..." Conor bit his lip. "I'm not sure that's a good idea."

The wolf yipped as if he were reassuring him that it was most certainly a good idea before continuing to roll around in Olvan's sheets.

Technically, Olvan had left the door open, so any passing spirit animal would be tempted to roll in the velvety cloth. Rolling, and leaving... lots, and lots... of gray fur. The weather had been getting hotter, so, naturally, Great Beasts were shedding all over the place. This morning, Abeke had practically been a leopard, judging from the amount of fur on her.

"Conor!" Someone shouted.

"Sorry!" He didn't turn around, thinking it was Olvan. "Briggan just, uhm... waltzed right in."

Hearing laughter, he turned around to see an out-of-breath Rollan. (YOU BETTER GET BACK IN SHAPE FOR MY FANFIC ROLLAN XD) goodbye I shall stop interrupting my own story) "Oh, I don't mind. Olvan probably does, but me? Nah. Anyways, remember the thing on the 20th?"

Conor frowned. "What thing?"

"The thing!"

"What thing?"

"The THING!"

~ ~ ~

Golden fur flew around in the air as Abeke dusted herself off in the hallway. Uraza sat by and groomed herself, too.

"You know, Uraza, I would prefer it if you kept your shedding fur to yourself – but that's not really possible when we barrel into each other for fun, right?" Abeke asked. A fur poked her in the eye. "Eek – at least I'm not allergic to you like Father."

She heard voices coming from around the corridor. Abeke froze and listened. It sounded like two people were arguing. Gesturing to Uraza, she crept down the hall and turned the corner.

"THE THING!"

"What thing?"

"The freaking darned THING!"

"What freaking darned thing?"

"THE. THING."

"Guys?" Abeke blinked at Rollan and Conor. "What are you doing?"

Rollan threw up his hands in a shrug. "Ask him."

"What?" Conor crossed him arms. "No. Ask him."

"Nah, ask him."

"ROLLAN!" Abeke gave him a look. "Now, what's this thing you guys are talking about?"

Rollan shrugged, grinning impishly. "Well, the thing, so you say..." When Abeke gave him another not-amused face, he gave up. "On June 20th?"

"Oh!" Abeke said. "Yeah, Maya and I were talking about that earlier. It's going to be pretty big – where's the celebration going to be? In Greenhaven? Or are we going to another continent – Zhong, maybe? That would please Meilin... or Eura, or Amaya, or Stetriol, or Nilo, or even Arctica." Abeke giggled. "Maybe not Arctica. Oh, or Sadre!"

Rollan glared at her. "Not Arctica. No walruses."

Conor's green (GREEN) eyes flicked back and forth. "I'm pretty behind on the news, apparently. What are we celebrating?"

Abeke turned to reply, but Meilin, who had just rounded the corner with a glass of water in her hand, beat her to it. "The Summer Solstice. The longest day on Erdas of the year."

So! :D *clasps hands together* Is this qualified to go into the event book? An Erdasian Summer Solstice celebration... :3 I think it would be fun! Tell me what you think -

~Meilin