Gale and Snow soon left their seats and walked around the village, admiring the decorations. There were all different styles of decorations. They varied in size ranging from small, colorful decor to large decorations that loomed overhead. Smiling, Gale stretched her memory back to the last festival she had seen in the village she had once called home. It was a summer festival, where there were more lights than there had been decorations. Not that Gale was bothered by that. The lights had been all shapes, sizes, and colors. She was drawn from her thoughts by Snow's voice, her gaze flicking from the decoration she had been admiring from where they stood. "Would you hold him for a moment? I want you to try something," Snow said, looking from Snow to Koda, then over her shoulder to a stall. Th
