There were shiny pretty things in the trees, and funny orange pumpkin things all around, as well. Gotham had spotted all the glowy things from a distance, and his attention had been snared. He liked shiny pretty glowy things, especially when there were so many. They reminded him of fireflies and their funny fluorescent bodies, and fireflies reminded him of the pretty dragonflies he loved so much. There seemed to be quite an event going on around the shiny pretty things, with a whole bunch of adults talking and doing weird things. What was Jazper-the-wolf-with-the-sword doing to mamma? And there was Urma, too, and a wolf playing a thing that made music. Maybe later Gotham could show off his singing voice! Ever since he'd spoken to Jazper he had been practicing.
Like a moth, the boy drew closer to the tree, moving around to the side a little as he walked. It looked very nice indeed! The way the lanterns hung from the tree and flickered was quite intriguing, and the ebony pup stared for a moment, his blue eyes reflecting the diffused orange flames. It seemed that other wolves liked the tree, too, and Gotham jumped a little when he realized that there were other wolves sitting close to it. He eyed one of them for a moment, curious as to what he was doing with the book or whatever in his lap, before he saw someone he was pretty sure was his aunt. Gotham had aunts all over the place! Rather interested by her condition, the boy wandered up to Ghita. Studying her giant belly for just a second, the boy tipped his head and asked, "What did you eat?" It didn't look very comfortable, and Gotham intended to stay away from whatever his aunt had done to get all puffed up like that.