"Rosalynn. Remember to watch your footing, dear heart." The little centuaress was very good at getting around, but she wasn't always aware of her surroundings. Orrin didn't want anyone to get stepped on.
"Yes, daddy," the little girl beamed up at him. "I'll be careful."
He smiled as she ran off to play with the others, who while no longer children themselves, were young at heart. He was glad that everyone had taken to Rosalynn as well as they had. But he supposed she was a very bright spot in troubled times. He knew he felt that way about her.
He spied another adorable figure approaching him and he grinned at Qiana. "You look ravishing, my darling." He took her hand and leaned down to kiss it, taking in her scent as he did. "Is this your first Beltane?" he asked after he straightened. "Will you dance around the Maypole today, do you think?"