Traveling to the dog park by sidewalks and roads will take you past many many Christmas lights. Some houses have few, a small minority have elevated their lights to an art. A glowing, flashing, pulsing, musically driven work of "art". Combined with Mother Luna hanging Gibbous overhead and the night is not dark. The park itself is empty of dogs and their humans, only the brisk window and errant leaves.
As has become custom new Uratha to town find their way to Tur, guided by bird spirits that do nothing more than guide the Wolf before leaving to wherever they came from.
Tur is open once more. This is social and player driven, have fun folks.