They say it started with a big bang[Wedding!]
07-16-2016, 02:33 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-16-2016, 02:33 PM by Yoshiko.)
As they reached the eastern coast, she realised that they would have to cross the water. Of course, you dimwit. It's a freaking island. How had that not crossed her mind earlier? Hah, crossed. Her fur would be wet and matted - ruined. Way to waste the hours of meticulous grooming and fretting over her appearance. She hadn't even gotten the chance to look at herself. She only relied on her sister's opinion, and hey, her sister was an absolute sweetheart. Thanks, Kaitlyn. She just knew she'd end up looking like a mess after the aquatic journey. Not fit for a bride at all. Sucking in a lungful of air, she urged her paws to step into the cool water, proceeding inch by inch until most of her body was submerged in the channel of water. Paddling, she bobbed alongside her sister, catching a glimpse of a dark form floating his way over to the island - alone. A part of her wanted to call out to him, or to catch up to him, though she thought better of it and decided not to. Why was he acting like this? Why was he shunning them away? Why was he ignoring her? At least he was coming to the wedding in the first place, though she didn't feel comforted by his presence. Yup, she was ruined. Shaking the water from her coat, she lumbered across the sand where Razor awaited the crowd's arrival, smoothening her ebony and green pelt as best as possible. She was tentative to show her face just yet. What would they think of her? Oh look, there's that little whelp who thinks she's in love. Maybe they should have done a private ceremony. At least she wouldn't have to rub it into the world's face. Great, Zeph, just the feelings you want on a day like this. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. She could do this. Remember confidence. A confident woman was an attractive woman. Lifting her chin and straightening her posture, she entered the crowd with a flare in her composure and glimmer in her scarlet eyes. The queen dipped her head to each and every canine, familiar and unfamiliar. There was Razor, Jackson - soon to be her brothers-in-law, Leo - soon to be her uncle-in-law, her brother and sister, Armai and her feline companion, and an older male of another pack. Speaking of Armai, the healer momentarily approached her and dropped a freshly-picked rose by her feet. Oh! It was for her! What was she to do with it? "Thank you, Armai," she thanked the woman with a small smile, deciding to keep it gently between her teeth until she could find her dashing prince to help put it behind her ear. Then everything seemed to begin, all too quickly. Razor nudged Rivaxorus to the centre of the clearing, and instructed him to face her. She could feel the crowd's eyes boring down on her, almost burning her skin. A bead of sweat trickled down her back as the smaller male began the ceremony. Her heart skipped a beat. It was actually happening - she was getting married. A part of her wished the man to continue talking, to drain out his words. Half the time she wasn't paying attention. She couldn't pay attention. All she caught was "...do you promise to never betray and always be true to your feelings?" Oh man, some heavy rules here. She never knew marriage came with terms and conditions. It looked like she'd have to skip the reading and select the "I agree" box. How hard could it be? "I do." Was all she would say, hesitant to meet his gaze as the same question was thrown to him. As they touched noses and the male began to utter spiritual vows, she could feel the power surge between them. Like as if bringing them together, linking their souls together, made them stronger. It felt like it was set to stone - she was chained to him for the rest of her life, yet it felt so right what she was doing. No doubt dared creep into her conscience. He was her other half, the other half of her soul, like she was giving up a part of herself to him. Though she felt just as formidable on her own, together they could accomplish so much more. Together they were powerful, unstoppable, a force to be reckoned to be with, invincible. |