A day to celebrate!

There were the usual comings and goings at the Hut today, each leaving its own little traces of drama.

With the dawn came another MacTavish from Wigtown. Seeing her stride up the path, hair flowing in the breeze, Tom the Piper could nae help himself. For the rest of the day the MacTavishes would be listening to “Mist in t’glade”

Talk on the verandah seemed to centre around the coming Highland Games, supposedly to be held at the start of November. Drac is talking to the young Dan MacTavish of swords and things when he stops, all of a sudden, and looks up at the sun. Mumbling something about having "let the day get away", he quickly grabs his stout walking staff.

After a quick word to someone in the backroom, “I’ve got a wedding to get to!”, he hurries off down the path.

A few minutes later, still making final adjustments to the hang of her plaid, Lady Robin MacTavish hurries after him.

You can evolve with the wedding, here.