A basket is clutched lightly in Fern’s jaws, her gray form snaking in and out from the berry bushes. Eyes inspect each branch carefully, looking for all the ripe ones that are hiding among the young berries. She stands in front of a blackberry bush, picking off the ones she finds acceptable. She hopes to gather enough of the different fruits to make a wide variety of jams for the reception. Fern has a sweet for fresh jams and biscuits and she hopes to add it to the menu. Once done with blackberry’s, she moves on to a different bush, this one filled with bright red raspberries. Mouth waters as her eyes roam over the fat berries, greedily picking them as fast as she can.

"Fern Lark"

_________________________________________________________________ There was a lot to do before the wedding. Not that she felt particularly involved, but she would try. Setting off toward the grove, with her bobcat in tow, she listened to the birds and animals chirp and stir around her. The sun shone overhead and felt nice along her back as she followed the trail deeper into the grove. Her first thought had been to collect flowers to help decorate when the sound of rustling in a bush caught her attention. Glancing around, Audra saw a familiar face. Smiling gently, the petite girl approached Fern with a quiet chirp. "Need some help collecting berries?" She asked softly as she eyed the basket beginning to fill up. _________________________________________________________________ A  U  D  R  A

Syanna wasn't far behind Fern as the other girl headed into the Wildberry Grove to begin gathering some sweet spring berries for the wedding desserts. The vixen-esque wolf carried a basket of her own in her jaws as well, a little prance in her step while she enjoyed the warm Austerian spring day and bright sunlight. The date for the Carpathius-Fatalis wedding was drawing closer and closer, soon to be upon them. Syanna had never experienced any sort of major events or celebrations before, save for the Feast of Unity the Hallows had put on during the Boreal winter, but she was excited to be a part of it and get a chance to help celebrate her alphas' love and union. While Fern began gathering berries for her own purposes, Syanna started to look for some ripe strawberries that they could use in desserts as well as to flavor some of the fermenting wines, aiming to make a few batches of sweet sangria for the summer event.

While she scoured the grove of thousands of berries, Audra appeared and asked if they needed help. Syanna regarded the other small lady with a smile and wag of her tail. "Sure! The more, the merrier! Fern's looking for fruits for jams, and I'm looking for strawberries for the wine." With that, cyan returned to her foraging, passing by the raspberry bushes Fern and Audra were at and moving through a thicket of blackberries and currants. A short ways off, she found a plethora of short strawberry bushes, all teeming with bright red fruits. She gasped in delight and hurried to begin picking, dainty cream paws working in a blur to begin filling up her basket with as many of the berries as she could. She didn't know how many they'd need for the wines, but she imagined it would be a hell of a lot!

"Syanna Alluráin"

As her mate, Ezra may enter her threads not marked as Private.
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The berry bushes are heavily laden with bright, glistening, ripe fruit. Fern feels her mouth beginning to water as she carefully plucks them tender treasures, their sweet scent causing salvia to pool in her mouth. While Syanna is working nearby, searching for strawberries to make to flavor wine, Puff scampers around in the bushes making noise and giggling. Fern couldn’t be happier and that is evident in the smile that pull her lips up around the basket. A voice calls out to them and the gray girl turns to see Audra approaching. Her tail wags happily, much like Syanna’s and she bobs her head in agreement when Syanna agrees to the help. Plump berries roll around in the woven basket she has clutched between her teeth and the eager girl almost spills her hoard. Eyes round in surprise and she moves to gently set the catch down before daring to speak.

Just as she carefully settles the basket, Fern hears a delighted gasp and she shoots Syanna a glance, noting the woman has found the berries she seeks. With a giggle, she straightens up and looks to Audra, beckons her closer with pale paw. Happily, Fern says, “Audra! How are you? I am looking for different berry types to make a variety of jams and jellies. Hey, do you have a favorite fruit?” Tilting her head in curiosity, Fern waits to hear if her friend has one. Maybe they can find it and make a special batch just for Audra! The smile that has been on her lips since she came here has yet to leave.


"Fern Lark"