White Wedding

*Azalea* · 06-21-2013, 07:55 PM

Azalea's ears folded back on her head, heart pounding in her chest. She raced through the forests and across the open pastures. Every fear and every worry focused on one thing: she could be missing Epiphon's wedding.

She could smell the Seracians, their unique pack scent not good nor bad just different. They had already arrived and without being near it was hard to way if the ceremony had begun. Finally she met the progression, at least the tail end. They hadn't gone far yet, still milling about mostly. It appeared that introductions were in order and perhaps that she was just on time.

Regardless of being on time or not, she was panting. Eyes searching the crowd to find Epiphron who was surely at the heart of the action. Her eyes first found Soleil and Collision. They were the most familiar wolves she knew. Of course, her eyes were bulging as she did a double take. Her mother was pregnant. Very. Surely the gal look deranged, standing stark still, eyes bugged out and looking around with her mouth gaping open as she mentally figured just how long her parents had been long.

Clearly they have been gone long enough for her mother, the one who birthed her, to become very pregnant without her even knowing it.

When she finally snapped back to the event at hand she hustled over to Epiphron who was standing among a throng of wolves that she both knew and didn't know. She smiled widely, glancing back in the direction of her mother for a second. "Epiphron!"

Azalea pushed through the wolves to embrace her aunt, eyes looking over the husband-to-be. "Congratulations!!" She drew back from the wolf, giving her space. She looked around, doe-eyed at all the wolves surrounding her. "Excuse me," she called innocently, prodding back out of the group.

Speech,

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