05-15-2022, 07:33 PM
@Amaranth @Harper @Aulis @Mordecai @Lani @Halo @Akira @Valerie @Viscaria @Urszula @Vincent @Kuhn @Valmúa
{This thread will start with the ceremony, then transition into a dice-rolling competition to earn rank! All can participate for fun, but only pack members may claim rewards; indicate in your post if you wish to participate in the event, as rules will be posted later.}
{This thread will start with the ceremony, then transition into a dice-rolling competition to earn rank! All can participate for fun, but only pack members may claim rewards; indicate in your post if you wish to participate in the event, as rules will be posted later.}
She hadn't slept very well that night. Nerves, perhaps, or the continued nausea from her pregnancy, she had laid awake and stared up at the ceiling of the den for hours. Amaranth slept in her own that night, adhering to the tradition of keeping each other hidden until it was time for the ceremony; she missed her warmth and the soft, angelic snores that serenaded her every evening, and found herself restless and lonely.
Nevertheless, dawn came relentlessly. The first high notes of birdsong cut through the dark silence of her fretful sleep, eyelids fluttering open as she heaved a deep, anxious sigh and begrudgingly pulled herself up. She had spent the last few days tirelessly running around to make sure everything was in order, checking in with her various packmates several times as to their progress on collecting food for the feast and decorations for the ceremony. She knew the guest list included several non-Elysium members and wanted to ensure they had enough to satisfy even the most voracious appetites, especially if Kuhn and his companion showed; he was impressively large compared to most wolves and a steep hunger likely accompanied his size.
Besides, Mordecai alone could put away an entire elk if left to his own devices.
She exited the den slowly, blinking as the first rays of sunlight touched down from a cloudless sky. It was going to be a beautiful day, but her stomach turned suddenly, and she remembered the life she now carried within her belly - she was showing, now, though her heavy fur lent its blessing so she only appeared just a bit thicker than usual. She could hardly believe it. She and Amaranth, soon wedded, with a litter on the way - their litter. Their children. Her legs felt like jelly, and she had to take a deep breath to try and steady herself.
It was all so surreal.
The ceremony was to be held at the beginning of the Glade of Sylvanus, where its sun-dappled woods ended and opened up to the vista of their great lake. It was fitting for the occasion; the glade was one of the most beautiful areas in their territory, its grass sprinkled with wildflowers and other sweet-smelling flora as well as its great, overarching trees that provided shade against the bright sun. Two large boulders presided on either side of this entrance, from which they (directed specifically by Harper, who held the most sway over the decorative aspect of their day) had hung draping vines and honeysuckle to artfully frame where the couple would stand in unity, and a great clearing before them where the guests would find seating.
An enormous spread of delicacies of all varieties lay enticingly off to the side, where vibrant florals had been tucked reverently between the carcasses that somehow lent an even more bountiful appearance to the overwhelming feast. They were still fresh (those that were not had been expertly tended to and preserved as a dry-aged meat varietal by Urszula) and their scent reached even the dens to the far north of Fate's Respite, likely tickling its residents awake with their bewitching odor.
Valeska, however, remained at the mouth of her cave. Harper would soon be on her way - coming to prepare her sister for the most emotional and nerve-wracking day of her life.
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