Sing The Songs of Spring With Me! [Valhallan Spring Festival Opening]

He was looking forward to the festival’s opening. Seeing who would come, and enjoying the festivities between shifts at home guarding the pack. As Aurielle’s call sand over the camp, Cairo veered and trotted toward the platform, grinning at the occasional Nomad he passed until he came to sit at the base of the platform, watching the gathering evening shadows, tail sweeping the grass behind him, trademark grin on his features.

He’d worn his dress armor for the occasion, a recent finished project. Dyed black leather, embossed with gold painted knotwork and swirls, and a rich emerald silky material, this time traded from the Nomads for some of Paladin’s best perfumes. It was lighter than his working armor, slightly high-necked and draping at one side in neatly pleated folds. His necklace was out in full view, resting against the leather on his chest. Bracers similar to his usual set, but minus the claws, encased his forelimbs from mid-leg to the wrists, with the matching knotwork and swirls decorating the black-dyed leather.

He was groomed to immaculate detail, and had taken some care not to get too ruffled while he’d been playing with the pups, both Nomad and Aurielle’s. He flicked a grin up at the glowing Spirit, eyes bright. Excitement was only the beginning.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think