The sun gradually set, and the sky above the Moonlight Forest was tinted with a faint orange-red.
Luna Sutton noticed it was getting late. She stood up, dusted off her clothes, and scanned the females present, saying loudly, "Everyone's worked hard today. It's getting late, so let's call it a day and continue tomorrow."
The females present put down their work, glanced at the sky, realized it was indeed late, and packed up their stuff to return to the tribe.
Belle Summers stretched lazily and smiled, "Cynthia, today was really tiring, but seeing so many woven baskets gives me a great sense of accomplishment."
"Exactly, exactly. I didn't expect us to weave so many in one day. If we work hard again tomorrow, we should be able to complete the task."
Saffron Vance also laughed in agreement, looking a bit tired but feeling quite happy inside.
