The night deepened as the time went by.
The lake glimmered under the soft glow of the moon. As the cool autumn breeze swept through the backyard, its surface lapped gently, creating small ripples with tiny sparkles.
The tall tree near the lake stood silent and still, illuminated by the fairy lights that extended to the wooden deck. The lights cast a warm glow, contrasting with the silver sheen of the lake.
"Aiyahhh! Look! Poppy can kick!"
"Wow! Poppy is so great! You can be the next martial arts master!"
"Ryken... Don't teach her something so dangerous ah."
Calliope's laughter echoed in the background, followed by Ryken's encouragement and Davin's concerned remarks as the little dumpling demonstrated her punching and kicking.
Still sitting at the table, Leslie watched the scene with a soft smile. She wrapped her hands around a mug of warm apple cider.
