~THIRD PERSON POV~
The witch Arya, Kalvin's mom, got word of a loss that broke her heart, she had to leave; she got word The Crone had passed away and they were selecting a new one and having a celebration of life, she had more to inform the coven of anyways. Like how they had met with Artemis, the goddess herself.
Arya left Kalvin here to manage the defenses of their camp and keep an eye on things. Many of the witches left with her to attend the celebration and they headed to the borders of their protected area.
She dropped a stone on to the ground and casted a spell. The crystal opened up a portal too her covens front gates.
They all stepped through.
The scene before them was an of people sharing their abundance of joy. Walking through the tree covered canopied streets, fireflies flew above their heads, dancing like sprites, flowers decorated the ground. Music played and the smell of sweet treats assaulted their senses upon arriving.
It felt good to be home.
