We're going to the chapel and we're gonna be maaaaarried

Bright Moon felt slightly uncomfortable as she saw more and more unfamiliar faces arrive. She didn't know who to talk to. Should she approach someone and introduce herself? But then, she didn't want to draw attention to herself. She'd rather just watch and see the special event that they had all gathered for. It had been so long since she'd been around for something so sweet and heartfelt, such a positive event rather than something dramatic and serious. Sitting by herself quietly, she hadn't expected anyone to approach her, and she'd simply been watching the other wolves, silver eyes flickering back and forth.

She was pleasantly surprised when Arivae came skipping over, greeting her in a friendly manner and inviting her to come and sit with another of the pack wolves. Bright smiled, noticing the pretty flower sitting behind Arivae's ear. "Hi Arivae," she greeted the friendly woman, "It's nice to see you again. That flower is a great addition." It was such a nice accessory. The older woman stood and followed Arivae toward the big brute she called Tiburtius. She didn't let it show on her face, but a nervous tension gripped her belly at the sight of the big male. Instead, she tried to keep smiling, and relaxed slightly as she saw Arivae lean into the man's leg in an affectionate manner. It was sweet to see them together, reminding Bright of a time when she'd been close to someone. Looking away then, she waited for the ceremony to begin, looking forward to seeing Leo and his mate officially joined.